In The Club
Beanie Sigel Lyrics


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I'm back at the club with a snub, twistin' up dubs
Sippin on Crist', bout to snatch your bitch
You see the wrists, see the neck, see the arm, see the charm
See my click, what the fuck man we rich

When we step in the spot, performin' or not
You know what went down, man we shut shit down
From the cars outside you can tell we there
When the bar's sold out and ain't no Belvedere

No crowd control and the cops is scared
You know, the, the Roc, the Roc was here
Catch Mac V.I.P., section of the place
With the weapon on his waist, weight, two steppin' to the base

I don't dance, I just move the crowd
And keep a big ass tool that's loud, that'll move the crowd
Only play the club dog if the music loud
Just boots, strictly airs, no shoes allowed, what

[Chorus]
You know how it get in the club
We came to go bold, we came to get it crunk, we came to make it jump
You know how it get in the club
We came to pop shit, we came to pull chicks, we came to ride
You know how it get in the club
You know we came deep, in four or five jeeps, we came to wild
You know how it get in the club
See me V.I.P., rollin' up trees, we came to get high

Beanie Sigs baby, y'all can't touch the boy
Everytime I hit the club people rush the door
Buck 50 cuts and more, sluts and whores
Niggas ice grillin like they want to touch the floor

All that when Mac perform
*Who The Fuck Want What*, man they buck when that come on
Bitches givin up butt when Mac perform
Everybody hands up when that track come on

Roll up nigga let's get on
You know how we do, bitches in them see through dresses on
Double shots of Henny rock, all night lemon drops
'Til they touchin, have 'em touchin, other women's spots

Late night, club night, you know what Mac like
Late night, club night, Mac attract dikes
All night menagie trois, who came to get ride, who came to get high
What the fuck, uh

[Chorus]

Last call for alcohol, all drinks on me
Just boots, jean suits, no mix on me
Bandannas, really liks on me
Alright maybe a watch, of course rock, what you think on me?

Same thing with the squad, what you think on Bleek
Beef? Come on dog who you think gon bleed
Not Mac, never slip in the club
4/5th in the club, told why'all never slip in the club

Niggas hit like shit, how that get in the club
You think I'm playin when I'm sayin shit'll drip in the club?
Man I come to turn out the show, turn out a hoe
Before I bounce, burn an ounce of 'dro

Throw back an ounce of snow, bounce with dough
Squad deep, all with heat, and the bouncers know
Back the fuck up dog or the rounds'll blow
Man a thug in the club, why'all know how it go, shit





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The track "In The Club" by Beanie Sigel is an uptempo rap song that revolves around the theme of the night club. Beanie opens up the first verse with a typical rapper’s introduction confirming he’s got the heat (gun) in the club. He continues to describe his surroundings and then goes on to describe his actions inside the club. He’s sippin on Cristal, twisting up dubs and about to snatch a guy's chick. He wants to make it known that they are the ones with the most money, with expensive jewellery.


He also emphasises the fact that he doesn’t dance but has the capacity to move the crowd with his lyrics. The song mainly communicates the idea of partying in the club and making the most of life, it’s about being loud, wild and most importantly, high.


Beanie Sigel is known for his gritty, street-oriented style and this song is no exception. As with much of his discography, β€œIn The Club” is a tribute to the rougher, harder elements of life. The beat behind the song is a mix of deep bass, punchy strings and rattling percussion, giving the song an overall aggressive feel.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm back at the club with a snub, twistin' up dubs
I'm back at the club with a gun, rolling marijuana cigarettes


Sippin on Crist', bout to snatch your bitch
Drinking Cristal champagne and looking to steal someone's girlfriend


You see the wrists, see the neck, see the arm, see the charm
You can see my expensive jewelry on my wrists, neck, and arms


See my click, what the fuck man we rich
Look at my crew, we are very wealthy


When we step in the spot, performin' or not
Whether we are performing or not, when we enter the club


You know what went down, man we shut shit down
You know that when we are here, we make a big impact and dominate the scene


From the cars outside you can tell we there
You can tell that we have arrived by the fancy cars parked outside


When the bar's sold out and ain't no Belvedere
When the bar has run out of Belvedere vodka


No crowd control and the cops is scared
There is no controlling the crowd, and even the police are afraid


You know, the, the Roc, the Roc was here
The Roc-A-Fella Records music label was present


Catch Mac V.I.P., section of the place
Find Mac in the VIP section of the club


With the weapon on his waist, weight, two steppin' to the base
He is carrying a gun on his waist and dancing to the beat


I don't dance, I just move the crowd
I am not dancing for fun, I am making the crowd move and react to my music


And keep a big ass tool that's loud, that'll move the crowd
I carry a gun that can make a lot of noise and can control the crowd as well


Only play the club dog if the music loud
I only go to clubs if the music is loud and good


Just boots, strictly airs, no shoes allowed, what
Wear only boots or expensive sneakers, no casual shoes allowed


You know how it get in the club
You are aware of what happens in the club


We came to go bold, we came to get it crunk, we came to make it jump
We came to have a good time, party hard and make the club lively


You know how it get in the club
You are aware of what happens in the club


We came to pop shit, we came to pull chicks, we came to ride
We came to flirt, attract girls, and possibly have sex


You know how it get in the club
You are aware of what happens in the club


You know we came deep, in four or five jeeps, we came to wild
We arrived in several vehicles and were here to party hard


You know how it get in the club
You are aware of what happens in the club


See me V.I.P., rollin' up trees, we came to get high
You will find me in the VIP section, smoking marijuana, enjoying myself


Beanie Sigs baby, y'all can't touch the boy
I am Beanie Sigel, and my talent is unmatched


Everytime I hit the club people rush the door
Every time I arrive at the club, people flock to see me


Buck 50 cuts and more, sluts and whores
I have a scar on my face that cost $150 and there are many promiscuous women around


Niggas ice grillin like they want to touch the floor
Men are giving me dirty looks as if they want to fight or show submission


All that when Mac perform
All of that happens when Mac (another rapper) performs


Who The Fuck Want What, man they buck when that come on
People go wild when the song 'Who The Fuck Want What' is played


Bitches givin up butt when Mac perform
Women are willing to have sex with anyone when Mac performs


Everybody hands up when that track come on
Everyone raises their hands when that song is played


Roll up nigga let's get on
Let's roll up marijuana and get high


Bitches in them see through dresses on
Girls are dressed provocatively and have see-through outfits on


Double shots of Henny rock, all night lemon drops
Drink double shots of Hennessy cognac and lots of lemon-drop cocktails throughout the night


'Til they touchin, have 'em touchin, other women's spots
Drink until they are drunk and touching other women's intimate parts


Late night, club night, you know what Mac like
Late at night is the perfect time to party in the club, and Mac likes that too


Late night, club night, Mac attract dikes
Late at night, Mac attracts lesbian or bisexual women


All night menagie trois, who came to get ride, who came to get high
All night long, there are group-sex encounters, and people came to have sex or get high


Last call for alcohol, all drinks on me
It is the last chance to order drinks, and I will pay for all of them


Just boots, jean suits, no mix on me
Just wear boots and dress in jeans, don't mix different clothing styles


Bandannas, really liks on me
Wear bandanas and have really expensive jewelry on me


Alright maybe a watch, of course rock, what you think on me?
Okay, maybe I'm wearing a watch too, and of course, I have precious gems


Same thing with the squad, what you think on Bleek
My crew is also dressed in a similar way, what do you think of Bleek?


Beef? Come on dog who you think gon bleed
Are you looking for a fight? Do you really think you can beat us?


Not Mac, never slip in the club
Mac will never lose his cool in the club


4/5th in the club, told why'all never slip in the club
We have guns with us and warn them not to mess with us


Niggas hit like shit, how that get in the club
The club is full of bad fighters who throw weak punches


You think I'm playin when I'm sayin shit'll drip in the club?
Do you think I'm joking when I say that someone will get physically hurt in the club?


Man I come to turn out the show, turn out a hoe
I came to perform and put on a great show, and also try to have sex


Before I bounce, burn an ounce of 'dro
Before I leave the club, smoke an ounce of marijuana


Throw back an ounce of snow, bounce with dough
Snort an ounce of cocaine and leave with a lot of money


Squad deep, all with heat, and the bouncers know
My crew is many and all have guns with them, the bouncers are aware of this


Back the fuck up dog or the rounds'll blow
Stay away or we'll start shooting


Man a thug in the club, why'all know how it go, shit
I am a thug in the club, you all know how it goes, it's tough


[Chorus]
The hook of the song, repeated several times throughout




Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, ONErpm, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DWIGHT GRANT, TIMOTHY MOSLEY, TIMOTHY Z. MOSLEY

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Jesus Christ with a Jheri Curl

one of Timbo's most INSANE beats!

Jay Brown

Facts

Skoop40

Dis beat knock

Personal Enjoyment

Dr Dre copied the entire formula for a song with the same title.

BlvkOne

I swear

NYSBGamal

Yes n my only gripe the video version the only version that lets my fave part of the beat live at the very end for the final 3-4seconds

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Starbury T

This album is 20yrs old this year, & it's better than half the trash we hearing now. Timbaland beats are timeless

Teddy Bruckshut

Damn you're right. I was going to college when this dropped. My cousin asked to borrow it and I never saw that cd again. I used to play the fabolous track all the time

King Ramesez

@Teddy Bruckshut Man, that Fabolous track: "Gotta Be Thug" was hard af and made me a Fabolous fan. It was actually a hidden track on his first album too. Me and my cousin used to write to that song

on point

Clue one of the only dj's I didnt mind hearing talking on a mixtape πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

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