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 while we up in the club
is how we do
Nobody do it we do it so show us some love

[Verse I - The
Fresh like, unhh; Impala,
hyrdolics, 808 drums
You want, none
betta, run
When beef is on, pop that, trunk
Come get,
Pistol grip,
If a nigga on my white Air, Ones
red, rum
Ready? Here I,
Compton, unh
Dre found me in the,
that skunk, one hand on my gun
I was sellin' when Master P. was sayin' "Unnnh"
Buck the blunt
These G-Unit girls just have, fun
and rum
Got on the tongue
I'm bangin' my hand up her dress like, unh
make her cum, purple haze in my lungs
Whole gang in the front in case a wanna, stunt

[Verse 2 - 50
I put Lamborghini on that Es-co-lade
Low pro so low I'm riding on blades
In one mang, a nigga's so paid
I have a bitch in the telly goin' both ways (Ah!)
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, me
I give it to ya just how you 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
Somebody gon' get laid the out
They call me new money, say I no class
I'm the bottom, I came up too fast
The if I care, I'm just here to get my cash
ass bitches, you can kiss my ass

[Verse 3 - The
I put gold Daytonas on cherry six fo'
White so clean it's like I'm ridin' on Vogues
Hit one switch mane, ass so low
Cali' got in New York ridin' on hundred spokes
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, me
I give it to ya just how you like it,
You now rockin' with the fo' pound 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 up ya punk ass, stunt 'n ya done
Homie, it's time

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

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