paroles de chanson Intro - 50 Cent / Get Rich Or Die Tryin - 50 Cent
In
da
club
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!
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
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
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
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
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
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!
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1 Don't Push Me
2 Don't Push Me
3 21 Questions
4 Like My Style
5 Like My Style
6 Like My Style
7 Blood Hound
8 Blood Hound
9 Wanksta - From "8 Mile" Soundtrack
10 P.I.M.P. (remix)
11 P.I.M.P. - Snoop Dogg Remix (Explicit)
12 Intro - 50 Cent / Get Rich Or Die Tryin
13 Blood Hound
14 Like My Style
15 21 Questions
16 Don't Push Me
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