Karaoké How We Do The Game & 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

Fresh like uh

Impala uh

Chrome hydraulics, 808 drums

You don't want none

Better run

When beef is on

I'll pop that trunk

Come get some

Pistol grip pump

Gimme six digits on them white Air Ones

Since red-rum

Ready here I come

Compton uh

Dre found me in the slums

Sellin' that skunk

One hand on my

I was sellin' when

Master P was sayin' uh

Buck pass the

These G-Unit girls just wanna have fun

Coke and rum

Got green on the ton

I'm bangin' with my hand up her dress like uh

I'll make her cum

Purple haze in my lungs

Whole gang in the front in case a nigga wanna stunt

I put Lamborghini doors on that Escalade

Low pro so look like

I'm ridin' on blades

In one year mane

You know I'm so paid

I have straight chicks in the telly goin' both ways

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

Set thing on my hip

Teflon on my chest

They say I'm no good

'Cos I'm so hood

Rich folks do not want me around

'Cos it might pop off

And when it pop off

Somebody gonna 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

They bougie I'm hood

They can kiss my ass

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

I put gold Daytonas on that Cherry Six-Four

White walls so clean it's like I'm ridin' on Vogues

Hit one switch mane

That ass so low

Cali got hoods 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

All chrome on my hip

Teflon on my chest ah!

Fifty uh

Bentley uh

Em came 'n got a fresh out the slum

Automatic uh

Never one-on-one

We wrap up ya punk ass

Stunt 'n ya done

Homie it's game time

You ready? Here it come

Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherf crunk

It took two months

But Fifty got it done

Signed with G-unit

Had the hood like huh

Don't try to front

I'll leave yo' ass slumped

Thinkin I'm a punk

Get your homie's head lumped

Fifty got a uh

Ready here it come

Gotta sick vendetta

To get this chedda

Meet my Beretta

The drama setta

Sip Amaretta

My flow sounds betta

Than average

On tracks I'm a savage

I damage

Anybody tryin' to front on my clique

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