The Game How We Do (Feat. 50 Cent) (Produced By Dr. Dre Lyrics

this is how we do
We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club
this is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love

[Verse I - Game]
Fresh like uhhh Impala, unnh
Crome hyrdolics, 808 drums
You don't want, none
n____ betta, run
When beef is on, I'll pop that, drum
Come get, some
Pistol grip, pump
if a n____ steps on my white Air, Ones
Since red, rum
Ready here I, come
Compton, unh
Dre found me in the, slums
Sellin that skunk, one hand on my gun
I was sellin rocks when Master P was sayin "Unnnh"
Buck pass tha blunt
These G-Unit girls just wanna have, fun
c__e and rum
Got weed on the ton
I'm bangin with my hand up her dress like, unh
I'll make her c__, purple haze in my lungs
Whole gang in the front in case a n____ pull a stunt

[Verse II - 50 Cent]
I put Lamborghini doors on that Es-co-lade
Low pro so look like I'm riding on blades
In one year mang, a n____'s so paid
I have a straight b____ in the telly goin both ways (Ah!)
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me
I give it to ya just how you like it, girl
You know I'm rockin with the best tre pound on my hip
Teflon on my chest
They say I'm no good
Cuz I'm so hood
Rich folks do not want me around
Cuz s___ might pop off, and if s___ pop off
Somebody gon' get laid the f___ out
They call me new money, say I have no class
I'm from the bottom, I came up too fast
The hell if I care, I'm just here to get my cash
Bougie a__ b____es, you can kiss my a__


[Verse III - Game]
I put gold Daytonas on that Cherry Six-Four
White walls so clean it's like I'm ridin on bulbs
Hit one switch mang, that a__ so low
Cali got n____z in New York ridin on hundred spokes
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me
I give it to ya just how you like it, girl
You know I'm rockin with the best fo' pound on my hip
Gold chain on my chest (Ah!)

[Verse IV - Game and 50 Cent]
[50 Cent]
50, unh
Bentley, unh
Em came 'n gotta n____ fresh out the, slum
Automatic, gun
f___ 'em one-on-one
We wrap up ya punk a__, stunt 'n ya done
Homie, it's Game time
You ready? Here I come
Call Lloyd Banks and get this m_________er, c___
It took two, months
But 50 got it done
Signed with G-unit
Had n____z like, "huh?"
Don't try to front
I'll leave yo' a__, slumped
Thinkin I'm a punk
Get your f___in head, lumped
Fifty got a, gun
[50 Cent]
Ready here he come
Gotta sick, vendetta
To get this, chedda
Meet my Ba, Retta
The dra-ma, setta
Sip Am-a, retta
My flow sounds, betta
Than average
On tracks I'm a savage
I damage
Any n____ tryin' to front on my clique (G-Unit!)


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