متن آهنگ How We Do از 50 Cent

متن آهنگ How We Do از 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, 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 rum, ready, here it come Compton, uh, 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 It's 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, 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 low look like I'm riding on blades In one year, man, a nigga's so paid I'll have a straight bitch in the telly goin' both ways (ah) Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me I give it to you 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 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 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 '64 White walls so clean, look like I'm 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 you just how you like it, girl You're now rockin' with the best Fo' pound on my hip, gold chain on my chest (ah) 50, uh, Bentley, uh Em came and got a nigga fresh out the slum Automatic gun, fuck a one-on-one We wrap up your punk ass, stunt and you're done Homie, it's Game time You ready? Here it come Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker crunk It took two months but 50 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 50 got a gun Ready? Here it come Got a sick vendetta to get this cheddar Meet my Beretta, the drama setter Sip Amaretto, my flow sounds better Than average, on tracks I'm a savage, I damage Any nigga tryna front on my clique (G-Unit)