The Game – This Is How We Do ft. 50 Cent

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Actually this amazing music is popped out of an album which is titled ‘Detox the Millennium of Aftermath’ and it was released in the year 2004.

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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, uhh, Impala, uhh

Chrome hydraulics, 808, drums

You don’t want, none, nigga betta, run

When beef is on, I’ll pop that, trunk

Come get, some, pistol grip, pump

If a nigga step on my white Air, Ones

It’s red-red, rum, ready here I, come

Compton, uhh, Dre found me in the, slums

Sellin’ that skunk, one hand on my gun

I was sellin’ rocks when Master P was sayin’, “Uhhh”

Buck pass the blunt

These G-Unit girls just wanna have, fun

Coke and rum, got weed on the ton

I’m bangin’ with my hand up her dress like, uhh

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 Escolade

Low pro so look like I’m ridin’ on blades

In one year man, a nigga’s so paid

I have a straight bitch in the telly goin’ both ways (Ahh!)

Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me

I give it to ya just how you like it, girl

You’re now rockin’ with the best

Tre pound on my hip, teflon on my chest

They say I’m no good ’cause I’m so hood

Rich folks do not want me around

‘Cause shit might pop off, and when shit pop off

Somebody gon’ get laid the fuck 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-ass bitches, you 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 bulbs

Hit one switch mayne, that ass so low

Cali’ got niggas 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

Four pound on my hip, gold chain on my chest (Ahh!)

50, uhh, Bentley, uhh

Em’ came and got a nigga fresh out the, slum

Automatic, gun, fuck ’em one-on-one

We wrap up ya punk ass, stunt and ya done

Homie, it’s Game time, you ready? Here it come

Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker, crunk

It took two, months but Fifty got it done

Signed with G-unit had niggas like, “Huh?”

Don’t try to front, I’ll leave yo’ ass, slumped

Thinkin’ I’m a punk get your fuckin’ head, lumped

Fifty got a gun, ready? Here it come

Gotta sick, vendetta to get this, cheddar

Meet my Be-retta, the drama, setter

Sip Ama-retta, my flow sounds, better

Than average, on tracks I’m a savage, I damage

Any nigga tryin’ to front on my clique (G-Unit)