Everybody In The Club Get Wit Me 50 Cent (Ft. Young Buck)

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[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeahhhh man
G-G-G, G-Unit!
Ha ha
Yeah

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
One, here come the two to the three to the four
Don't be surprised niggas kick in your door
Screaming and yelling "get the fuck on the floor"
Waving that Mac-11 and that four-four
We here for that bread and the bricks of the raw
No 9-1-1, no calling the Lord
You better off praying nigga call on the Lord
Just yesterday you was so hardcore
Now you got your mama duct taped on the floor
Next time watch who stunting at boy
The blocks hot niggas ain't eating no more
So they don't give a fuck lay down or go to war
Eat hollow tips and them clips for sure
They [?] [?] Teflon [?] [?] [?] boy

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Now aybody in the club fuck with me
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Now aybody in this club fuck with me
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Now aybody in this club fuck with me
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Now aybody in this club fuck with me
Put your hands up
Put your hands up