Song
50 Cent
Album:
Get Rich or Die Trying
In Da Club - Song Meaning by 50 Cent
Rapper Curtis Jackson aka 50 Cent, came ready-made with a fictional backstory that he had been shot nine times and a history of hot mixtapes.
When he joined with Dr. Dre, he got the sound he needed to become a superstar.
Dre came up with the track for “In Da Club” with Eminem protégé group D12 in mind, and for it to be used on the move, 8 Mile, soundtrack.
“50 walked into the studio and picked up a pen,” Dre said. “We were done in an hour. We just made something we wanted to hear.”
"In da Club" is a song by American rapper 50 Cent from his debut studio album Get Rich or Die Tryin' in 2003.
Written by 50 Cent alongside producers Dr. Dre and Mike Elizondo, the song, which uses an unconventional off-beat rhythm and was the album's lead single and peaked at number one on the US
Billboard Hot 100, becoming 50 Cent's first number-one single.
"In da Club" received praise from critics; at the 46th Grammy Awards, it was nominated for Best Male Rap Solo Performance and Best Rap Song.
After 50 Cent was discovered by fellow rapper Eminem in 2002, he flew to Los Angeles where he was introduced to record producer Dr. Dre.
"In da Club" was the first of seven tracks he recorded in five days with Dr. Dre. 50 Cent described the studio sessions, saying:
Dre, he'll play dope beats and he'll say, 'These are the hits, 50. So pick one of these and make a couple of singles or something.'
The very first time he heard me rap on 'In Da Club' he said, 'Yo, I didn't think you was going to go there with it, but, you know, it works.' He was probably thinking of going in a different direction with that song. Then he expanded it into a hit record.
He recorded the track with only the drum beat present. Since much of the content on Get Rich or Die Tryin' was dark, he wanted to write material that was the exact opposite. He called the song a celebration of life. Every day it's relevant all over 'cause every day is someone's birthday
In Da Club - Lyrics by 50 Cent
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Go shorty, it's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
And we gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a f*ck, it's not your birthday
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look, mami, I got the X if you're into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look, mami, I got the X if you're into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rubbed
When I pull up out front, you see the Benz on dubs (Uh-huh)
When I roll twenty deep, it's twenty knives in the club (Yeah)
Nigg*s heard I f*ck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem and the hoes, they wanna f*ck (Woo)
Look homie, ain't nothin' changed: hoes down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the cut, hey nigg*, roll that weed up! (Roll it!)
If you watch how I move, you'll mistake me for a player or pimp
Been hit with a few shells, but I don't walk with a limp (I'm aight)
In the hood in L.A. they sayin', "50, you hot" (Uh-huh)
They like me, I want 'em to love me like they love Pac
But holla in New York, the nigg*s'll tell you I'm loco (Yeah)
And the plan is to put the rap game in a chokehold (Uh-huh)
I'm fully focused, man, my money on my mind
Got a mil' out the deal and I'm still on the grind (Woo)
Now shorty said she feelin' my style, she feelin' my flow (Uh-huh)
Her girlfriend with her, they bi and they ready to go (Okay)
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look, mami, I got the X if you're into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look, mami, I got the X if you're into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rubbed (Rubbed)
My flow, my show brought me the dough
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my clothes, my jewels
Look, nigg*, I done came up and I ain't changed (What? What? Yeah)
And you should love it way more than you hate it
Nigg*, you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it (Woo)
I'm that cat by the bar toastin' to the good life
You that fa*gg*t-ass nigg* tryin' to pull me back, right?
When my joint get to pumpin' in the club, it's on
I wink my eye at yo' bitch, if she smiles, she gone
If the roof on fire, let the motherf*cker burn
If you talkin' about money, homie, I ain't concerned
I'ma tell you what Banks told me:
"Cuz, go 'head, switch the style up
If nigg*s hate, then let them hate, and watch the money pile up"
Or we can go upside your head with a bottle of bub'
They know where we f*ckin' be
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look, mami, I got the X if you're into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub'
Look, mami, I got the X if you're into takin' drugs
I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
So come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rubbed (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
Don't try to act like you don't know where we be neither, nigg*
We in the club all the time, nigg*, so pop, pop off, nigg*
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