In Da Club
50 Lyrics

Go, go, go, go go, go, go, shawty It's your birthday We gon' party like it's yo birthday We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday And you know we don't give a fuck It's not your birthday!
We're going to party hard tonight and drink like it's your birthday, even though it's not actually. But we don't care, let's just celebrate!

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed
I'm in the club, drinking and ready to take drugs. I don't want a relationship, I'm just here for some sex. If you're interested, come give me a hug and let's get it on.

When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs When I roll twenty deep, it's twenty knives in the club Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they want to show me love When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they want to fuck But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga roll that weed up If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a player or pimp Been hit wit a few shells but I don't walk wit a limp In the hood then the ladies saying "50 you hot" They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac But holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya I'm loco And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow Her girlfriend want to get bi and they ready to go
People notice me when I come in my Benz with my crew, and they want to show me love because I'm famous for working with Dr. Dre and Eminem. But I'm the same person I have always been, just a gangsta, and I'm here to put the rap game in a choke hold. I've been shot before, but it hasn't slowed me down. I'm focused on making money and staying on top. And now, this woman is interested in me and her girlfriend wants to join us for some fun.

My flow, my show brought me the dough That bought me all my fancy things My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels Look, nigga, I came up and I ain't changed And you should love it, way more then you hate it Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life You that fagot ass nigga trying to pull me back right? When my junk get to pumping in the club it's on I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn If you talking bout money homie, I ain't concerned I'm a tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the style up If the niggas hate then let 'em hate Watch the money pile up Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub You know where we fucking be
My rapping skills and my concerts have made me a lot of money, which I've used to buy all sorts of luxurious things like houses, cars, pools and jewelry. But even though I've come a long way from where I started, I'm still the same person. Some people are jealous of my success, but they should be happy for me. When the DJ starts playing my music in the club, I'm on fire and I flirt with women who are interested. If there's trouble, let it happen, I don't care as long as money is involved. And if the haters hate, let them hate because the more they do, the more money I make.

Don't try to act like you ain't know where we been either, nigga In the club all the time, nigga, so it's a problem pop off, nigga, G-Unit!
Don't pretend you don't know me, we're always in the club. If there's any problems, my crew is here to handle it. We're G-Unit and we own this place.