The Game How We Do Lyrics
            [Hook - 50 Cent]
            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
            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, unhh; 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____ step 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 the 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____ wanna, stunt
        
            [Verse II - 50 Cent]
            I put Lamborghini doors on that Es-co-lade
            Low pro's so low 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__
        
            [Hook]
        
            [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
            [Game]
            You ready? Here I come
            Call Lloyd Banks and get this m_________er, crunk
            It took two, months
            But Fifty 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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