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

I - Game]
Fresh like, unhh; Impala,
hyrdolics, 808 drums
You don't want,
betta, run
When beef is on, I'll pop that,
Come get,
Pistol grip,
If a step on my white air 1s
red, rum
Ready I, come
Compton, unh
Dre me in the, slums
that skunk, one hand on my gun
I was sellin when Master P was sayin "Unnnh"
Buck pass the
G-Unit girls just wanna have, fun
and rum
Got on the ton
I'm with my hand up her dress like, unh
I'll make her cum, haze in my lungs
Whole gang in the front in case a nigga wanna,

II - 50 Cent]
I put Lamborghini on that Es-co-lade
Low pro so low look like I'm riding on
In one year mang, a nigga's so
I have a straight 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 know I'm rockin with the tre pound on my hip
Teflon on my
They say I'm no
I'm so hood
Rich folks do not me around
'cause sh** pop off, and if sh** pop off
Somebody get laid the fu** out
They call me new money, say I no class
I'm no bottom, I came up too fast
The hell if I care, I'm just to get my cash
Bougie ass bitch, you can my ass

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

[Verse IV - and 50 Cent]

[50

50, unh
Bentley, unh
Em came 'n nigga fresh 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 motherfucka, crunk
It two, months
But got it done
Signed with
Had like, "huh?"
try to front
I'll yo' ass, slumped
Thinkin I'm a
Get fuckin head, lumped
got a, gun

[50

Ready he come
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 front on they (G-Unot!)