| 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 | |
| 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 | |
| Since red, rum | |
| Ready here I, come | |
| Compton, unh | |
| Dre found me in the, slums | |
| Selling that skunk, one hand on my gun | |
| I was selling rocks when Master P was saying "Unnnh" | |
| Buck pass the blunt | |
| These G-Unit girls just wanna have, fun | |
| Coke and rum | |
| Got weed on the ton | |
| I'm banging with my hand up her dress like, unh | |
| I'll make her cum, purple haze in my lungs | |
| Whole gang in the front in case a nigga wanna, stunt | |
| [Verse II - 50 Cent] | |
| I put Lamborghini doors on that Es-ca-lade | |
| Low pro's so low look like I'm riding on blades | |
| In one year mang, a nigga's so paid | |
| I have a straight bitch in the telly going 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 rocking 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 if 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 | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse III - Game] | |
| I put gold Daytonas on that Cherry Six-Four | |
| White walls so clean it's like I'm riding on vogues | |
| Hit one switch mang, that ass so low | |
| Cali got niggaz in New York riding 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 rocking 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 nigga fresh out the, slum | |
| Automatic, gun | |
| Fuck 'em one-on-one | |
| We wrap up ya punk ass, stunt 'n ya done | |
| Homie, it's Game time | |
| [Game] | |
| You ready? Here I come | |
| Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker, crunk | |
| It took two, months | |
| But Fifty got it done | |
| Signed with G-unit | |
| Had niggaz like, "huh?" | |
| Don't try to front | |
| I'll leave yo' ass, slumped | |
| Thinking I'm a punk | |
| Get your fucking 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 nigga tryin' to front on my clique (G-Unit!) |
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