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 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

[Verse I - The
Fresh like, unhh; Impala,
hyrdolics, 808 drums
You don't want,
betta, run
When beef is on, I'll pop that,
get, some
Pistol grip,
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 when P. was sayin' "Unnnh"
pass the blunt
These girls just wanna have, fun
and rum
Got weed on the
I'm bangin' with my hand up her like, unh
make her cum, purple haze in my lungs
Whole gang in the in case a nigga wanna, stunt

[Verse 2 - 50
I put doors on that Es-co-lade
Low pro so low like I'm on blades
In one mang, a nigga's so paid
I a straight bitch in the telly goin' both ways (Ah!)
Touch me, tease me, me, please me
I give it to ya just how you it, girl
You now rockin' the best tre pound on my hip
Teflon on my
say I'm no good
'Cause I'm so
Rich folks do not me around
'Cause might pop off, or when shit pop off
Somebody gon' get the fuck out
They me new money, say I have no class
I'm the bottom, I came up too fast
The hell if I care, I'm just 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 I'm ridin' on Vogues
Hit one switch mane, ass so low
Cali' got niggaz in New York ridin' on hundred
Touch me, tease me, me, please me
I it to ya just how you like it, girl
You now rockin' the best 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
a one-on-one
We wrap up ya punk ass, 'n ya done
Homie, Game time

[Verse 5 - The
You ready? Here I
Call Lloyd Banks and get this mafucka,
It took two,
But 50 got it
Signed G-unit
Had like, "Huh?"
try to front
I'll leave yo' ass,
Thinkin' I'm a
Get fuckin' head, lumped
50 got a, gun

[Verse 6 - 50
Ready here he
sick, vendetta
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 on my clique (G-Unit!)