Luyện nghe bài hát How We Do

[Chorus - 50
is how we do
We make a move and act a fool while we up in the
is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us love
is how we do
We make a move and act a fool we up in the club
is how we do
Nobody do it like we do it so show us love

I - The Game]
Fresh like, unhh; Impala,
hyrdolics, 808 drums
You want, none
betta, run
When is on, I'll pop that, trunk
Come get,
grip, pump
If a nigga step on my Air, Ones
red, rum
Ready? I, come
Compton, unh
Dre me in the, slums
Sellin' that skunk, one on my gun
I was sellin' rocks Master P. was sayin' "Unnnh"
Buck pass the
These G-Unit just wanna have, fun
and rum
Got on the tongue
I'm with my hand up her dress like, unh
I'll make her cum, purple haze in my
gang in the front in case a nigga wanna, stunt

[Verse 2 - 50
I put doors on that Es-co-lade
Low pro so low like I'm riding on
In one year mang, a so paid
I have a straight bitch in the telly goin' ways (Ah!)
Touch me, me, kiss me, please me
I it to ya just how you like it, girl
You now rockin' the best tre pound on my hip
on my chest
They say I'm no
I'm so hood
Rich folks do not me around
'Cause shit might pop off, or when pop off
gon' get laid the fuck out
They call me new money, say I have no
I'm from the bottom, I up too fast
The hell if I care, I'm just here to get my
Bougie ass bitches, you can my ass

[Verse 3 - The
I put gold Daytonas on that six fo'
walls so clean it's like I'm ridin' on Vogues
Hit one switch mane, ass so low
Cali' got niggaz in New York on hundred spokes
Touch me, tease me, me, please me
I give it to ya just how you like it,
You now rockin' with the best fo' on my hip
Gold on my chest (Ah!)

[Verse 4 - 50
50, unh
Bentley, unh
Em' came 'n gotta nigga fresh out the,
Automatic, gun
Fuck a
We wrap up ya punk ass, stunt 'n ya
Homie, Game time

[Verse 5 - The
You ready? Here I
Call Lloyd Banks and get mafucka, crunk
It took two,
But 50 got it
Signed with
Had like, "Huh?"
Don't try to
leave yo' ass, slumped
Thinkin' I'm a
Get your fuckin' head,
50 got a, gun

[Verse 6 - 50
Ready here he
Gotta sick,
To get this,
my Ba, retta
The dra-ma,
Sip Am-a,
My sounds, betta
Than
On tracks I'm a
I
Any nigga tryin' to on my clique (G-Unit!)