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

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

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

II - 50 Cent]
I put Lamborghini doors on Es-co-lade
Low pro so low look like I'm riding on
In one year mang, a so paid
I a straight 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 know I'm rockin with the best tre 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 gon' get the fu** out
They me new money, say I have no class
I'm no bottom, I came up too fast
The hell if I care, I'm just to get my cash
ass bitch, you can kiss my ass

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

[Verse IV - and 50 Cent]

[50

50, unh
Bentley, unh
Em came 'n nigga fresh out the, slum
Automatic, gun
Fu** 'em
We wrap up ya punk a**, 'n ya done
Homie, Game time

You ready? Here I
Call Lloyd and get this motherfucka, crunk
It took two,
But Fifty got it
Signed G-unit
Had like, "huh?"
try to front
I'll leave yo' ass,
Thinkin I'm a
Get your fuckin head,
got a, gun

[50

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