Lyrical Breakdown of In Da Club - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "In Da Club" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how 50 Cent weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "In Da Club" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that 50 Cent employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Go, go, go, go, go, go Go, shorty It's your birthday We gon' party like it's your 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 takin' drugs I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub' Look, mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugs I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck But, homie, ain't nothing change hoes down, G's up I see Xzibit in the cut, that nigga roll that weed up If you watch how I move, you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp Been hit wit' a few shells, but I don't walk wit' a limp (I'm ight) In the hood, in L.A., they 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 chokehold I'm full of focused man, my money on my mind I got a mill' out the deal and I'm still on the grind Now shorty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow Her girlfriend wanna 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 takin' drugs I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub' Look, mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugs I'm into havin' sex I, ain't into makin' love So come give me a hug, if you into getting 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, 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 jaws get to bumpin' in the club it's on I wink my eye at you, bitch, if she smiles she gone If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn If the talk ain't 'bout money, homie, I ain't concerned I'm a tell you what Banks told me, "Cuz, go 'head switch the style up If the niggas hate then let 'em hate and watch the money pile up" Or we can go upside your head wit' a bottle of bub' They know where we fuckin' be You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub' Look, mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugs I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub' Look, mami, I got the X, if you into takin' drugs I'm into havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love So come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed Don't try to act like you don't know where we be neither, nigga We in the club all the time, nigga, so pop, pop off, nigga G-Unit