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- The Game How We Do 歌詞
- The Game
- 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 dont want none nigga better run
When beef is on Ill 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 uhh Dre found me in the slums
Sellin that skunk one hand on my gun
I was sellin rocks when Master P was sayin 'Uhh'
Buck pass the blunt
These G-Unit girls just wanna have fun
Coke and rum got weed on the tongue
Im bangin with my hand up her dress like uhh
Ill 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 pros so low look like Im ridin on blades
In one year man a niggas so paid
I have a straight bitch 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 Im rockin with the best
Trey pound on my hip Teflon on my chest
They say Im no good cause Im so hood
Rich folks do not want me around
Cause shit might pop off and if shit pop off
Somebody gone get laid the f**k out
They call me new money say I have no class
Im from the bottom I came up too fast
The hell if I care Im 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 its like Im ridin on vogues
Hit one switch man 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 Im rockin with the best
Fo pound on my hip gold chain on my chest (Ah )
50 uhh Bentley uhh
Em came n gotta nigga fresh out the slum
Automatic gun f**k em one-on-one
We wrap up ya punk ass stunt n ya done
(Homie its Game time) you ready Here I come
Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherf**ker crunk
It took two months but Fifty got it done
Signed with G-unit had niggas like huh
Dont try to front Ill leave your ass slumped
Thinkin Im a punk get your f**kin head lumped
(Fifty got a gun) ready here he come
Gotta sick ven-detta to get this chedda
Meet my Ba-retta the drama setta
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 )
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