Luyện nghe bài hát How We Do

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

I - The Game]
Fresh like, unhh; Impala,
Chrome hyrdolics, 808
You don't want,
betta, run
When beef is on, I'll pop that,
Come get,
Pistol grip,
If a nigga step on my white Air,
red, rum
Ready? Here I,
Compton, unh
Dre found me in the,
Sellin' skunk, one hand on my gun
I was sellin' rocks when P. was sayin' "Unnnh"
Buck pass the
These G-Unit girls wanna have, fun
and rum
Got on the tongue
I'm bangin' with my up her dress like, unh
make her cum, purple haze in my lungs
Whole gang in the front in case a nigga wanna,

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

[Verse 3 - The
I put Daytonas on that cherry six fo'
White walls so clean it's like I'm on Vogues
Hit one mane, that ass so low
Cali' got niggaz in New ridin' on hundred spokes
Touch me, me, kiss me, please me
I give it to ya how you like it, girl
You now rockin' with the fo' pound on my hip
chain 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, 'n ya done
Homie, it's time

[Verse 5 - The
You Here I come
Call Lloyd and get this mafucka, crunk
It two, months
But 50 got it
Signed G-unit
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 he come
Gotta sick,
To get this,
Meet my Ba,
The dra-ma,
Sip Am-a,
My sounds, betta
Than
On I'm a savage
I
Any nigga tryin' to front on my (G-Unit!)