Chords for 50 Cent - In Da Club (Official Music Video)
Tempo:
90 bpm
Chords used:
C#
F#m
C#m
F#
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Key:
C#
F#m
C#m
F#
A
C#
F#m
C#m
[C#] [F#] [C#] .
[F#m] [C#m] .
[C#] [F#] [C#] [A] .
[C#] [F#m] [C#] [F#m] .
[C#m] [F#m] [C#m] [A] .
[C#] [F#] [C#] [A] .
[C#m] [F#m] [C#] [F#m] .
[C#] [F#m] [C#m] [A] .
[C#] Go, [F#] go, [C#] go, [F#m] go, [C#] go shine.
It's your birthday.
We gon [F#m] party like, it's [C#] your birthday.
We gon sip a cottie like, it's your birthday.
And you [F#m] know we don't give up.
Cause it's your birthday.
You gone find me in [C#m] the club, bottle full of bub.
My mind got what [F#m] you need, you need the fill [C#] the bars.
[A] I'm in the [C#m] habit of saying I'm making love.
So [A] come give me a hug.
[F#] You in the get [C#m] in the club, you gon find me in the club.
Bottle full of bub.
My mind got what [F#m] you need, you need the fill [C#m] the bars.
[A] I'm in the habit, [C#] sex, I ain't in the making love.
So come give me [F#m] a hug, this nigga in [C#] the rub.
When [B] I pull up, I [C#] was crunchy, the fiends don't dub.
When I blow [F#m] 20 deep, it's always drama in [A] the club.
Now that I wrote [C#] what's right, everybody show me love.
When you sell like Eminem, you [F#] bring your [C#] groupie love.
Homie ain't nothing, chain grows down, please help.
I see exhibit in the cutting, [F#] man.
[C#] You got time, move, you slated for a playoff pick.
Been in for the [F#] future, but I [C#] don't walk with [F#m] lit.
In [C#m] the hood, in the letter, saying 50, you hot.
They like [F#m] me, I want them to love me [C#m] like they love Pop.
But how they in New York, she already tell you I'm loco.
We [F#m] was planning to put the rap [C#m] game in the [B] chokehold.
I'm [C#] full of focus, man, my money on my mind.
Got a mill out [F#] the deal and [C#] I'm spilling the grind.
Now shorty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow.
A girl [F#m] from wooded and high and they ready to go.
Homie [C#m] ain't low, bottle full of bug.
Mama, I got what [F#m] you need, you need to feel [A] the buzz.
I'm in the habit, [C#m] sex, I ain't in the making love.
So come give me [F#m] a hug, this nigga in [C#m] the rub.
You look like me in the club, bottle full of bug.
Mama, I got what [F#m] you need, you need to feel [C#m] the buzz.
I'm in the habit, sex, I ain't in the making love.
So come give me [F#m] a hug, this nigga in [C#] the rub.
My flow, my show brought me the [D#] dough.
It [F#] brought me [C#m] all my fancy things.
My drip, my cars, my clothes, my [F#] jewels.
Look homie, I done [C#m] came off [B] and I ain't [C#] changed.
And you should love it way more than you hate it.
Oh, you [F#] mad?.
I thought that you'd be [C#] happy I made it.
I'm the cat by the door, toasting to the good life.
[F#m] Moved out the hood, now you tryna pull me back, God.
I'm like, [C#] y'all get to jumpin' in the club.
It's on, I'm with [F#m] my eyes, a chick, so she [C#] smash it, [A] y'all.
Hit the [C#] roof, floor, fire, mat.
Just let it burn, if it's [F#m] talkin' about money, homie, [C#] I ain't concerned.
I'ma tell you what banks told me, cause go ahead, switch the style up.
And [F#m] if they hate, then let them hate, then watch the money pile [C#] up.
I'ma go upside the head with a bottle of [F#m] Bugs.
Come on, they know where we be, you can find me in the [C#m] club.
Auto full of Bugs, my mind got what you [F#m] need, give me the feel of [C#m] Bugs.
[A] I'ma have a [C#m] set time, I'ma make it low, so come give me a [F#m] hug.
We gettin' it, gettin' rough, you can find me in the [C#] club.
Auto full of Bugs, my mind got what you [F#m] need, give me the feel of [C#m] Bugs.
I'ma have a [C#] set time, I'ma make it low, so come [F#m] give me a hug.
We gettin' it, gettin' [C#] rough.
[B] [C#] .
[F#] [C#] [F#m] .
[C#] [F#m] [C#m] [A] .
[C#] [F#m] [C#] .
[F#] [C#m] .
[C#] [F#] [C#] .
[F#] [C#] .
[F#m] [C#m] .
[C#] [F#] [C#] [A] .
[C#] [F#m] [C#] [F#m] .
[C#m] [F#m] [C#m] [A] .
[C#] [F#] [C#] [A] .
[C#m] [F#m] [C#] [F#m] .
[C#] [F#m] [C#m] [A] .
[C#] Go, [F#] go, [C#] go, [F#m] go, [C#] go shine.
It's your birthday.
We gon [F#m] party like, it's [C#] your birthday.
We gon sip a cottie like, it's your birthday.
And you [F#m] know we don't give up.
Cause it's your birthday.
You gone find me in [C#m] the club, bottle full of bub.
My mind got what [F#m] you need, you need the fill [C#] the bars.
[A] I'm in the [C#m] habit of saying I'm making love.
So [A] come give me a hug.
[F#] You in the get [C#m] in the club, you gon find me in the club.
Bottle full of bub.
My mind got what [F#m] you need, you need the fill [C#m] the bars.
[A] I'm in the habit, [C#] sex, I ain't in the making love.
So come give me [F#m] a hug, this nigga in [C#] the rub.
When [B] I pull up, I [C#] was crunchy, the fiends don't dub.
When I blow [F#m] 20 deep, it's always drama in [A] the club.
Now that I wrote [C#] what's right, everybody show me love.
When you sell like Eminem, you [F#] bring your [C#] groupie love.
Homie ain't nothing, chain grows down, please help.
I see exhibit in the cutting, [F#] man.
[C#] You got time, move, you slated for a playoff pick.
Been in for the [F#] future, but I [C#] don't walk with [F#m] lit.
In [C#m] the hood, in the letter, saying 50, you hot.
They like [F#m] me, I want them to love me [C#m] like they love Pop.
But how they in New York, she already tell you I'm loco.
We [F#m] was planning to put the rap [C#m] game in the [B] chokehold.
I'm [C#] full of focus, man, my money on my mind.
Got a mill out [F#] the deal and [C#] I'm spilling the grind.
Now shorty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow.
A girl [F#m] from wooded and high and they ready to go.
Homie [C#m] ain't low, bottle full of bug.
Mama, I got what [F#m] you need, you need to feel [A] the buzz.
I'm in the habit, [C#m] sex, I ain't in the making love.
So come give me [F#m] a hug, this nigga in [C#m] the rub.
You look like me in the club, bottle full of bug.
Mama, I got what [F#m] you need, you need to feel [C#m] the buzz.
I'm in the habit, sex, I ain't in the making love.
So come give me [F#m] a hug, this nigga in [C#] the rub.
My flow, my show brought me the [D#] dough.
It [F#] brought me [C#m] all my fancy things.
My drip, my cars, my clothes, my [F#] jewels.
Look homie, I done [C#m] came off [B] and I ain't [C#] changed.
And you should love it way more than you hate it.
Oh, you [F#] mad?.
I thought that you'd be [C#] happy I made it.
I'm the cat by the door, toasting to the good life.
[F#m] Moved out the hood, now you tryna pull me back, God.
I'm like, [C#] y'all get to jumpin' in the club.
It's on, I'm with [F#m] my eyes, a chick, so she [C#] smash it, [A] y'all.
Hit the [C#] roof, floor, fire, mat.
Just let it burn, if it's [F#m] talkin' about money, homie, [C#] I ain't concerned.
I'ma tell you what banks told me, cause go ahead, switch the style up.
And [F#m] if they hate, then let them hate, then watch the money pile [C#] up.
I'ma go upside the head with a bottle of [F#m] Bugs.
Come on, they know where we be, you can find me in the [C#m] club.
Auto full of Bugs, my mind got what you [F#m] need, give me the feel of [C#m] Bugs.
[A] I'ma have a [C#m] set time, I'ma make it low, so come give me a [F#m] hug.
We gettin' it, gettin' rough, you can find me in the [C#] club.
Auto full of Bugs, my mind got what you [F#m] need, give me the feel of [C#m] Bugs.
I'ma have a [C#] set time, I'ma make it low, so come [F#m] give me a hug.
We gettin' it, gettin' [C#] rough.
[B] [C#] .
[F#] [C#] [F#m] .
[C#] [F#m] [C#m] [A] .
[C#] [F#m] [C#] .
[F#] [C#m] .
[C#] [F#] [C#] .
[F#] [C#] .