This Is How We Do Lyrics - 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 

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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 

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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 

On tracks I'm a savage, I damage 

Any nigga tryin' to front on my clique 

(G-Unit)