get out the club bitch
50 Cent Lyrics


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(50 Cent-talking over beat)
It's gangsta nigga
It's too gangsta nigga
I keep it gangsta nigga
Wha wha
It's gangsta nigga
It's too gangsta nigga
I keep it gangsta nigga
Wha

(50 Cent)
Get out the club BITCH
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love BITCH
Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit
Get out the club BITCH
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want to parlay wit you

(50 Cent)
I hate when bitches act like they too good for a nigga (yea)
Like they anit grow up in the same hood wit a nigga
In the club givin niggas the wrong numbers and wrong names
Bitch why don't you take ya ass home and quit playin games
They on that pretty shit (what) that high saditty shit (yea)
They want me to trick, I ain't P. Diddy BITCH (woo)
I'm gone show em now
I'm gone show em how (show em how)
How we break it down
This is how it's goin down
Them bitches think pussy precious
Them niggas they want to test us
Got beef so we be wearin vest-es
Look I don't give a fuck nigga
Bitch I ain't buyin no pussy
Nigga you'll die if you push me
Nigga you know I'm holy
Bitch picture me rollin
Hooker probably for paper, cause pussy come wit it
I ain't joking, pistol smoking, any nigga can get it
While I'm ballin she by my side wit me
But if some shit jump off she ain't gone ride wit me
Get out the club bitch

(Chorus)
Get out the club BITCH
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love BITCH
Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit
Get out the club BITCH
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love BITCH
Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit

(50 Cent)
My whole team gettin dough bitch
On the low bitch, friends'll kick a nigga do' down fo sho bitch
Shorty we ain't trippin, niggas just want to dance wit cha
I mean damn won't you give a nigga a chance wit you
On that pre-Madonna shit, that Dolce & Gabbana shit
Bet I can teach ya about Gucci, Fendi, and Prada bitch
I met cha in the parkin lot, shit woulda been different then
You fix ya make-up, so much chrome on my Mercedes Benz
I take ya to see Beth in Jersey, but you ain't worthy
that's where we buy the ice at the right price
Bitch you think you high class, you ain't worth a third of a nigga
Ya man is gangsta, but we ain't never heard of the nigga
Shit hit the fan, we fuck around and murdered a nigga
Tell a punk to play his position and turn up missin
Fuck around, his body get found, cut up in the kitchen
I ain't playin wit you bitch you better listen

(Chorus)
Get out the club BITCH
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love BITCH
Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit
Get out the club BITCH
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love BITCH
Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit

(50 Cent)
This a low rider here bitch, in L.A. they show me love
Niggas be under palm trees twistin Cali bud
Call a Crip "'cause", call a Blood "Dawg"
I ain't bangin so I holla like "Wat up y'all?"
Bitches know I be buggin when they don't show me no lovin
I ain't gotta say nuttin, niggas know I be thuggin
When ever I'm around motherfuckas stop joke-in
They know how I get down, I be motherfuckin Loc-in
Shorty she like Bussa-Bus, she love Nas
She like when L lick his lips, the bitch love stars
After the club, Ima have her in the hot tub
Her and her girlfriend gone show me some puppy love

(Chorus)
Get out the club BITCH
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love BITCH
Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit
Get out the club BITCH
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love BITCH
Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit
Get out the club BITCH

(50 Cent talking over beat)
2000 shit motherfucker you know how this shit goin down
This is my shit, from now on this is my shit
Nigga can't eat, nigga can't sleep, nigga can't do shit
Unless I say he can nigga
Nigga come 15 niggas, 10 knives I'll leave wit 4 stiches
Nigga that's not assault, that's a insult
You and every motherfucka that roll wit you
You bitch ass nigga I'ma see you

Nigga is sweet like candy
I can get cha now or later
You fucked up, shoulda murdered me playa
Nigga is sweet like candy
I don't care how much you pray
Nigga I don't care how much you paid




And you sweet like candy
I can get you now or later, later, playa

Overall Meaning

"Get Out the Club" by 50 Cent is a song that talks about women in clubs who pretend to be too good for men. The lyrics depict the singer of the song eying a woman who turns out to be acting in a movie. He tells her to leave the club, addressing her as a "bitch" throughout the song. 50 Cent raps about the importance of respecting oneself and not selling oneself for money. The lyrics suggest that there is no need for men to beg women for attention, as there are many other women in the club who are more receptive to their advances.


In the first verse, 50 Cent raps about how he hates it when women act like they are too good for a man. He claims that many of these women grew up in the same neighborhood he did, and this behavior is inappropriate. He is frustrated with women who give men fake phone numbers and fake names in the club. In the second verse, 50 Cent raps about how much money he has and how he will not spend it on women who act like they are too good for him. The chorus repeats the title of the song repeatedly, calling out to women who try to ignore men in the club. In the third verse, 50 Cent talks about how everyone in the club knows how he gets down and that he doesn't have to act tough in order to get respect.


* "Get Out the Club" was released on 50 Cent's 2000 album "Power of the Dollar."
* The song was written by 50 Cent and produced by the anonymous production group Trackmasters.
* The song was originally supposed to be the lead single from "Power of the Dollar," but due to a shooting that occurred a few months before the album's release, the album was shelved.
* 50 Cent later re-recorded the song and released it on his 2003 album "Get Rich or Die Tryin'."
* The song was never released as an official single.
* The song contains a sample of "I'm Your Pusher" by Ice-T.
* The song was inspired by the party and club scenes in New York City.
* The song features several verses and choruses that repeat the title of the song over and over again.
* Many fans of 50 Cent consider "Get Out the Club" to be one of his most underappreciated tracks.
* The song has a distinct "gangsta" vibe, with 50 Cent rapping about guns, violence, and his general demeanor.


Chords: unavailable.


Line by Line Meaning

It's gangsta nigga
This is a gangsta song


It's too gangsta nigga
This song is very gangsta


I keep it gangsta nigga
I stay true to the gangsta style


Wha wha
The sound effect of a gun


Wha
The sound effect of a gun


Get out the club BITCH
Leave the club, female


Niggas tryin to holla at you
Men are trying to talk to you


We want parlay wit you
We want to talk to you


You won't show us no love BITCH
You won't give us any attention, female


Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
I'm surprised you're acting this way


You on some movie shit
You're acting fake


I hate when bitches act like they too good for a nigga (yea)
I dislike when women act superior


Like they anit grow up in the same hood wit a nigga
Like they didn't come from the same neighborhood


In the club givin niggas the wrong numbers and wrong names
Giving false contact information to men in the club


Bitch why don't you take ya ass home and quit playin games
Female, why don't you leave and stop playing games?


They on that pretty shit (what) that high saditty shit (yea)
They're acting too sophisticated


They want me to trick, I ain't P. Diddy BITCH (woo)
They want me to spend money on them, but I'm not P. Diddy


I'm gone show em now
I'm going to show them something


I'm gone show em how (show em how)
I'm going to demonstrate


How we break it down
How we do things


This is how it's goin down
This is how it's happening


Them bitches think pussy precious
Those women believe their genitalia is valuable


Them niggas they want to test us
Those men want to challenge us


Got beef so we be wearin vest-es
We wear body armor due to a conflict


Look I don't give a fuck nigga
I don't care at all


Bitch I ain't buyin no pussy
I'm not paying for sex


Nigga you'll die if you push me
I'll kill you if you anger me


Nigga you know I'm holy
I'm a very dangerous person


Bitch picture me rollin
Imagine me driving in luxury


Hooker probably for paper, cause pussy come wit it
Prostitutes sell sex for money


I ain't joking, pistol smoking, any nigga can get it
I'm not kidding, and I'm ready to shoot


While I'm ballin she by my side wit me
While I'm having fun, she's with me


But if some shit jump off she ain't gone ride wit me
If there's trouble, she won't support me


My whole team gettin dough bitch
My whole team is making money, female


On the low bitch, friends'll kick a nigga do' down fo sho bitch
Secretly, friends will attack someone, female


Shorty we ain't trippin, niggas just want to dance wit cha
We just want to dance with you, female


I mean damn won't you give a nigga a chance wit you
Can I have a chance with you?


On that pre-Madonna shit, that Dolce & Gabbana shit
On that high-end fashion, that designer stuff


Bet I can teach ya about Gucci, Fendi, and Prada bitch
I can teach you about luxury brands, female


I met cha in the parkin lot, shit woulda been different then
If I met you in the parking lot, things would have been different


You fix ya make-up, so much chrome on my Mercedes Benz
You prepare yourself while I show off my car


I take ya to see Beth in Jersey, but you ain't worthy
I was going to take you to meet someone important, but you're not good enough


that's where we buy the ice at the right price
That's where we buy jewelry for a good price


Bitch you think you high class, you ain't worth a third of a nigga
You think you're high society, but you're not worth a third of me, female


Ya man is gangsta, but we ain't never heard of the nigga
Your man is a gangster, but we don't know him


Shit hit the fan, we fuck around and murdered a nigga
There was a conflict resulting in a murder


Tell a punk to play his position and turn up missin
Tell someone to act appropriately or disappear


Fuck around, his body get found, cut up in the kitchen
His body will be found dismembered


I ain't playin wit you bitch you better listen
I'm serious, female, you better pay attention


This a low rider here bitch, in L.A. they show me love
I'm in a low-rider, and in Los Angeles, people like me


Niggas be under palm trees twistin Cali bud
Men are smoking marijuana under palm trees


Call a Crip 'cause', call a Blood 'Dawg'
Call members of rival gangs


I ain't bangin so I holla like Wat up y'all?
I'm not in a gang, so I greet them casually


Bitches know I be buggin' when they don't show me no lovin'
Women know I get upset when they ignore me


I ain't gotta say nuttin, niggas know I be thuggin
I don't have to explain myself, people know I'm a thug


When ever I'm around motherfuckas stop joke-in
When I'm around, people stop fooling around


They know how I get down, I be motherfuckin Loc-in
They know how I act, I'm crazy


Shorty she like Bussa-Bus, she love Nas
She likes Busta Rhymes and Nas


She like when L lick his lips, the bitch love stars
She likes when I lick my lips, she loves famous people


After the club, Ima have her in the hot tub
After the club, I'm going to be in a hot tub with her


Her and her girlfriend gone show me some puppy love
She and her friend will be affectionate with me


2000 shit motherfucker you know how this shit goin down
This song is from the year 2000, you know what kind of song it is


This is my shit, from now on this is my shit
I really like this song, it's mine from now on


Nigga can't eat, nigga can't sleep, nigga can't do shit
People should be scared of me and not able to function normally


Unless I say he can nigga
I have control over people's actions


Nigga come 15 niggas, 10 knives I'll leave wit 4 stiches
15 men can come with 10 knives, but only 4 will survive


Nigga that's not assault, that's a insult
That's not an attack, that's an offense


You and every motherfucka that roll wit you
You and anyone associated with you


You bitch ass nigga I'ma see you
I'm going to confront you, coward


Nigga is sweet like candy
You're very sweet


I can get cha now or later
I can get you at any time


You fucked up, shoulda murdered me playa
You should have killed me when you had the chance


I don't care how much you pray
Your prayers won't save you


Nigga I don't care how much you paid
Money won't save you


And you sweet like candy
You're very sweet


I can get you now or later, later, playa
I can get you anytime, even later, coward




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