Go, go, go, go Go, go, go shawty 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 having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to 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 having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs When I roll 20 deep, there's always drama in the club Nigga heard I fuck with Dre, everybody show me love When you sell like Eminem you get plenty of groupie love Look homie, ain't nothin' changed: Pros down, G's up I see Xzibit in the cut, hey man, roll them trees 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 (huh, uh) They like me, I want 'em to love me like they love Pac But holla in New York, fo' sho' they'll tell you I'm loco (yeah!) And the plan is to put the rap game in a chokehold (huh, uh) I'm fully focused, man, my money on my mind Got a mil' out the deal and I'm still on the grind (whoo!) Now Shorty said she feelin' my style, she feelin' my flow (huh, uh) 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 into takin' drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to 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 having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to 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, homie, I done came up and I ain't changed (what? What? Yeah!) And you should love it way more than you hate it Oh, you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it (whoo!) I'm that cat by the bar toastin' to the good life Moved out the hood, now you tryin' to pull me back, right? When my joint get to pumpin' in the club, it's on I wink my eye at yo' chick, if she smiles, she gone If the roof on fire, man, just let it burn They talkin' about money, homie, I ain't concerned I'ma tell you what Banks told me 'Cause, go 'head, switch the style up And if they hate, then let 'em hate, and watch the money pile up Or we can go upside your head with a bottle of bub' Come on, they know where we be (whoo!)
Go, go, go, go Go, go, go shawty 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 having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to 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 having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs When I roll 20 deep, there's always drama in the club Nigga heard I fuck with Dre, everybody show me love When you sell like Eminem you get plenty of groupie love Look homie, ain't nothin' changed: Pros down, G's up I see Xzibit in the cut, hey man, roll them trees 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 (huh, uh) They like me, I want 'em to love me like they love Pac But holla in New York, fo' sho' they'll tell you I'm loco (yeah!) And the plan is to put the rap game in a chokehold (huh, uh) I'm fully focused, man, my money on my mind Got a mil' out the deal and I'm still on the grind (whoo!) Now Shorty said she feelin' my style, she feelin' my flow (huh, uh) 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 into takin' drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to 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 having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to 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, homie, I done came up and I ain't changed (what? What? Yeah!) And you should love it way more than you hate it Oh, you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it (whoo!) I'm that cat by the bar toastin' to the good life Moved out the hood, now you tryin' to pull me back, right? When my joint get to pumpin' in the club, it's on I wink my eye at yo' chick, if she smiles, she gone If the roof on fire, man, just let it burn They talkin' about money, homie, I ain't concerned I'ma tell you what Banks told me 'Cause, go 'head, switch the style up And if they hate, then let 'em hate, and watch the money pile up Or we can go upside your head with a bottle of bub' Come on, they know where we be (whoo!)
50 Cent escreveu toda a letra de “In Da Club” em cerca de uma hora, depois de ouvir a batida produzida por Dr. Dre e Mike Elizondo, que inicialmente havia sido oferecida ao grupo D12 e ao rapper Rakim antes de chegar a ele.
A gravação original da faixa foi feita apenas com a batida, no estúdio subterrâneo da casa de Sha Money XL em Long Island, e duas semanas depois foi regravada em Los Angeles, onde Dre e Elizondo acrescentaram sintetizadores e uma seção de guitarra de oito notas, mantendo o conceito de “menos é mais”.
O videoclipe, dirigido por Philip Atwell, foi filmado em apenas dois dias (10‑11 de dezembro 2002) e inclui cenas em um “boot camp” fictício da Shady/Aftermath, com aparições de Eminem, Dr. Dre, D12 e vários artistas do G‑Unit, além de um cenário de campo de tiro que remete ao fato de 50 Cent ter sido baleado nove vezes.
Quando chegou às paradas, “In Da Club” debutou no Billboard Hot 100 em 11 de janeiro 2003 e, após oito semanas, alcançou o nº 1, permanecendo no topo por nove semanas consecutivas, quebrando o recorde da Billboard de “canção mais ouvida” nas rádios em uma única semana.
O vídeo recebeu o prêmio de Melhor Vídeo Rap e Melhor Novo Artista no MTV Video Music Awards de 2003, além de ter sido nomeado para Vídeo do Ano, Melhor Vídeo Masculino e Escolha do Público.
A música foi usada em diversos filmes e séries, como *Soul Plane*, *Shark Tale*, *The Wire* e *Lucifer*, e apareceu nos trailers dos filmes de terror *Happy Death Day* (2017) e sua sequência (2019).
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