In Da Club (For Gatman)

IN DA CLUB         50 CENT

KEY OF E


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Go, go, go, go Go, go, go shaw-ty

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It's your birth-day

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We gon' par-ty like it's yo birth-day

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We gon' sip Ba-car-di like it's your birth-day

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And you know we don't give a fuck

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It's not your birth-day! 

(CHORUS) (2x)

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You can find me in the club, 

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bot-tle full of bub

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Look ma-ma I got what you need 

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if you need to feel a buzz 

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I'm in-to hav-ing sex, 

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I ain't in-to mak-in love 

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So come give me a hug 

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if you in-to get-ting rubbed 

Verse 1

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When I pull out up front, 

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you see the Benz on dubs

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When I roll twen-ty deep, 

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it's al-ways dra-ma in the club

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when they heard I roll with Dre, 

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ev-‘ry-bod-y show me love

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When you sell like Em-in-em, 

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you get plen-ty of grou-pie love 

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But hom-ie ain't noth-ing change 

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hold down, G's up

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I see X-zi-bit in the Cutt and man he roll em

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If you watch how I move you'll mis-take me 

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for a play-er or pimp

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Been hit wit a few shells 

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but I don't walk with a limp

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In the hood then the lad-ies 

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Say-ing "fif-ty you hot" They like me, 

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I want them to love me like they love 'Pac

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But hol-la in New York fo sho 

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they tell you I'm lo-co

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And the plan is to put the rap 

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game in a choke hold

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I'm feel-in' fo-cused man, 

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my mon-ey on my mind

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I got a mill out the deal 

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and I'm still on the grind

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Now shaw-ty said she feel-in my style, 

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she feel-ing my flow

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Her girl-friend wan-na get bi 

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and they rea-dy to go

[Chorus] (2x)

Verse 2 same as 1
My flow, my show brought me the doe
That bought me all my fancy things 
My crib, my cars, my clothes, my jewels
Look nigga I done came up and I ain't change
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 faggot ass nigga 
trying to pull me back right?
When my junk get to pumpin 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
They know where we  be

[Chorus] (2x)

[Talking]
(Laughing) Don't try to act like you ain't know 
where we been either nigga
In the club all the time nigga, 
it's about to pop off nigga
G-Unit