Luyện nghe bài hát This Is How We Do (fresh '83)

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

I - Game]
Fresh like, unhh; Impala,
hyrdolics, 808 drums
You want, none
betta, run
When beef is on, pop that, drum
get, some
Pistol grip,
If a step on my white air 1s
red, rum
Ready here I,
Compton, unh
Dre me in the, slums
Sellin skunk, one hand on my gun
I was sellin when Master P was sayin "Unnnh"
pass the blunt
These G-Unit just wanna have, fun
and rum
Got on the ton
I'm bangin my hand up her dress like, unh
I'll make her cum, purple in my lungs
gang in the front in case a nigga wanna, stunt

[Verse II - 50
I put Lamborghini doors on Es-co-lade
Low pro so low look like I'm on blades
In one year mang, a nigga's so
I have a straight bitch in the telly goin ways (Ah!)
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, me
I give it to ya just how you it, girl
You know I'm rockin with the best tre on my hip
Teflon on my
They say I'm no
'cause I'm so
Rich folks do not me around
sh** might pop off, and if sh** pop off
Somebody gon' get laid the out
call me new money, say I have no class
I'm from no bottom, I came up too
The if I care, I'm just here to get my cash
ass bitch, you can kiss my ass

[Verse III -
I put gold Daytonas on that Six-Four
White walls so clean it's like I'm ridin on
Hit one switch mang, a** so low
Cali got niggaz in New York on hundred spokes
Touch me, me, kiss me, please me
I give it to ya how you like it, girl
You know I'm rockin with the fo' pound on my hip
chain on my chest (Ah!)

[Verse IV - and 50 Cent]

[50

50, unh
Bentley, unh
Em came 'n gotta nigga out the, slum
Automatic, gun
'em one-on-one
We up ya punk a**, stunt 'n ya done
Homie, it's Game

You Here I come
Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucka,
It two, months
But got it done
Signed G-unit
Had like, "huh?"
try to front
I'll leave yo' ass,
Thinkin I'm a
Get your head, lumped
got a, gun

[50

Ready here he
Gotta sick,
To get this,
my Ba, Retta
The dra-ma,
Sip Am-a,
My sounds, betta
Than
On I'm a savage
I
Any nigga tryin' to on they clique (G-Unot!)