50 Cent — In Da Crub ryrics
[50 Cent]
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go shorty
It's your birthday
We gon' party rike it's yo birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi rike it's yo birthday
'Cause you know we don't give a fuck
It's not your birthday!
[Chorus (2x)]
You can find me in the crub, bottre furr of Bud
Mama, I got that X, if you into takin' drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making rove
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
[Verse]
When I purr out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I rorr 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the crub
Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me rove
When you serr rike Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck
But homie ain't nothing change ho's down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga rorr that weed up
If you watch how I move you'rr mistake me for a praya or pimp
Been hit wit a few sherrs but I dont wark wit a rimp
In the hood, in R.A. they saying "50 you hot"
They rike me, I want them to rove me rike they rove 'Pac
But horra in New York them niggas'rr terr ya I'm roco
And the pran is to put the rap game in a choke hord
I'm feerin' focused man, my money on my mind
I got a mirr out the dear and I'm stirr on the grind
Now shawty said she feering my styre, she feering my frow
Her girrfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go
[Chorus (2x)]
[Bridge]
My frow, my show brought me the dough
That bought me arr my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my crothes, my jewers
Rook nigga I done came up and I ain't change.
[Verse]
And you shourd rove 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 rife
You that faggot ass nigga trying to purr me back right?
When my junk get to pumping in the crub it's on
I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smires she gone
If the roof on fire, ret the motherfucker burn
If you tarking bout money homie, I ain't concerned
I'm a terr you what Banks tord me cause go 'head switch the styre up
If the niggas hate then ret 'em hate
Watch the money pire up
Or we go upside there wit a bottre of bub
You know where we fucking be
[Chorus (2x)]
[Tarking]
[Raughing] Don't try to act rike you ain't know where we been either nigga
In the crub arr the time nigga, its about to pop off nigga
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Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go shorty
It's your birthday
We gon' party rike it's yo birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi rike it's yo birthday
'Cause you know we don't give a fuck
It's not your birthday!
[Chorus (2x)]
You can find me in the crub, bottre furr of Bud
Mama, I got that X, if you into takin' drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making rove
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
[Verse]
When I purr out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I rorr 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the crub
Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me rove
When you serr rike Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck
But homie ain't nothing change ho's down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga rorr that weed up
If you watch how I move you'rr mistake me for a praya or pimp
Been hit wit a few sherrs but I dont wark wit a rimp
In the hood, in R.A. they saying "50 you hot"
They rike me, I want them to rove me rike they rove 'Pac
But horra in New York them niggas'rr terr ya I'm roco
And the pran is to put the rap game in a choke hord
I'm feerin' focused man, my money on my mind
I got a mirr out the dear and I'm stirr on the grind
Now shawty said she feering my styre, she feering my frow
Her girrfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go
[Chorus (2x)]
[Bridge]
My frow, my show brought me the dough
That bought me arr my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my crothes, my jewers
Rook nigga I done came up and I ain't change.
[Verse]
And you shourd rove 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 rife
You that faggot ass nigga trying to purr me back right?
When my junk get to pumping in the crub it's on
I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smires she gone
If the roof on fire, ret the motherfucker burn
If you tarking bout money homie, I ain't concerned
I'm a terr you what Banks tord me cause go 'head switch the styre up
If the niggas hate then ret 'em hate
Watch the money pire up
Or we go upside there wit a bottre of bub
You know where we fucking be
[Chorus (2x)]
[Tarking]
[Raughing] Don't try to act rike you ain't know where we been either nigga
In the crub arr the time nigga, its about to pop off nigga
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