[Hook - 50 Cent] This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in da 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 da club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love [Verse I - Game] Fresh like, unhh; Impala, unnh Chrome hydraulics, 808 drums You don't want, none N**** better, run When beef is on, I'll pop that, drum Come get, some Pistol grip, pump Give me 6 digits on them 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 g*n I was sellin r**** when Master P was sayin "Unnnh" Buck pass the bl*** These G-Unit girls just wanna have, fun Coke and rum Got green 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 n**** wanna, stunt [Verse II - 50 Cent] I put Lamborghini doors on that Es-co-lade Low pro so look like I'm ridin' on blades In one year mang, you know I'm so paid I have a straight chick 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 that thang on my hip Teflon on my chest They say I'm no good Cos I'm so hood Rich folks do not want me around Cos it might pop off, and when it pop off Somebody gon' get laid the f*** 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 (??????????), you can kiss my ass [Hook] [Verse III - Game] 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 hoods 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' (?) on my hip Teflon on my chest (Ah!) [Verse IV - Game and 50 Cent] [50 Cent] 50, unh Bentley, unh Em came 'n got a n**** fresh out the, slum Automatic, unnh Never one-on-one We wrap up ya punk ass, stunt 'n ya done Homie, it's Game time [Game] You ready? Here I come Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherf*****, crunk It took two, months But 50 got it done Signed with G-Unit Had the hood like, "huh?" Don't try to front I'll leave yo' ass, slumped Thinkin I'm a punk Get your homie's head, lumped 50 got a, unnh [50 Cent] Ready here he come Gotta sick, vendetta To get this, chedda Meet my Ba, Retta The dra-ma, setta Sip Am-a, retta My flow sounds, betta Than average On tracks I'm a savage I damage Anybody tryin' to front on my clique (G-Unit!) Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com