This Is How We Do

50 Cent · Other Songs - 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



Fresh like, uhh, Impala, unnh

Crome hyrdolics, 808 drums

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

When beef is on, I'll pop that, drum



Come get, some, pistol grip, pump

If a nigga steps 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', "Unnh"

Buck pass tha 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, unh

I'll make her cum, purple haze in my lungs

Whole gang in the front in case a nigga pull a stunt



I put Lamborghini doors on that Es-co-lade

Low pro so look like I'm riding on blades

In one year mang, a nigga's 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 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 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



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 mang, that ass so low

Cali got niggaz 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)



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



You ready? Here I come

Call Lloyd Banks

And get this motherfucker, cunt

It took two, months but 50 got it done



Signed with G-unit

Had niggaz 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 he come, gotta sick, vendetta

To get this, chedda, meet my Ba, Retta

The drama, setta, sip Ama, 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)



Jayne B loves youssef R4 Eva 2005