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The Game ft. 50 Cent – How We Do Lyrics & Mp3
Here’s a Revisit of the song How We Do which was released far back 2005 by The Game featuring popular American rapper 50 Cent.
This song, was a club burner way back in the days, and, it has resurfaced lately getting unceremonious amount of air play by deejays in various clubs across USA.
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Tracklist and download after the jump. Also, you can get any single track by clicking on the track name in the tracklist. And, of course, the lyrics will display on your iPod when you press play. Tracklist: 01 Intro to the Documentary 02 Westside Story (Feat. 50 Cent) 03 Dreams 04 Hate It or Love It (Feat. 50 Cent) 05 Higher 06 How We Do (Feat. Name: 01 - How We Do (Remix) 2Pac feat Eazy E 50 Cent The Game.mp3 Size: 7.82 MB Uploaded: 02:35 Last download: 18:45. Zippyshare.com is completely free, reliable and popular way to store files online. We offer fast download speeds. The maximum filesize for a single file is 500 MB. The file can be downloaded at any.
How We Do Lyrics
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[Hook: 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
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 1: The Game]
Fresh like, uhh, Impala, uhh
Chrome hydraulics, 808, drums
You don’t want, none, nigga better, 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 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’ “Uhhhh!”
Buck pass the 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, uhh
I’ll make her cum, purple haze in my lungs
Whole gang in the front in case a nigga wanna stunt
Fresh like, uhh, Impala, uhh
Chrome hydraulics, 808, drums
You don’t want, none, nigga better, 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 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’ “Uhhhh!”
Buck pass the 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, uhh
I’ll make her cum, purple haze in my lungs
Whole gang in the front in case a nigga wanna stunt
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
I put Lamborghini doors on that Escalade
Low pro, so look like I’m ridin’ on blades
In one year mayne, a nigga’s so paid
I have a straight bitch in the telly goin’ both ways (ahh!)
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me
I give it to you just how you like it, girl
You’re now I’m 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
I put Lamborghini doors on that Escalade
Low pro, so look like I’m ridin’ on blades
In one year mayne, a nigga’s so paid
I have a straight bitch in the telly goin’ both ways (ahh!)
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me
I give it to you just how you like it, girl
You’re now I’m 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
[Hook: 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
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 3: The Game]
I put gold Daytonas on that cherry six-fo’
White walls so clean it’s like I’m ridin’ on Vogues
Hit one switch mayne, 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 I’m rockin’ with the best
Four pound on my hip, gold chain on my chest (ahh!)
I put gold Daytonas on that cherry six-fo’
White walls so clean it’s like I’m ridin’ on Vogues
Hit one switch mayne, 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 I’m rockin’ with the best
Four pound on my hip, gold chain on my chest (ahh!)
[Verse 4: 50 Cent & The Game]
50, uhh, Bentley, uhh
Em came and got a nigga fresh out the slum
Automatic, gun, fuck ’em one-on-one
We wrap up your punk ass, stunt and you 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 your ass slumped
Thinkin’ I’m a punk, get your fuckin’ head, lumped
50 got a gun! Ready? Here it come
Got a sick ven-detta to get this cheddar
Meet my Be-retta, the drama setter
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!)
50, uhh, Bentley, uhh
Em came and got a nigga fresh out the slum
Automatic, gun, fuck ’em one-on-one
We wrap up your punk ass, stunt and you 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 your ass slumped
Thinkin’ I’m a punk, get your fuckin’ head, lumped
50 got a gun! Ready? Here it come
Got a sick ven-detta to get this cheddar
Meet my Be-retta, the drama setter
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!)