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Chorus - [50 Cent] This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love [The Game] Fresh like, uhh, Impala, uhh Chrome hydraulics, 808 drums You don't want, none Nigga betta, run When beef is on, I'll pop that, trunk Come get, some Pistol grip, pump If a nigga step on my white Air, Ones Since red, rum Ready here I, come Compton, uhh Dre found me in the slums Sellin' that skunk, one hand on my gun I was sellin' rocks when Master P was sayin' "Uhh" Buck pass the blunt These G-Unit girls just wanna have, fun Coke and rum Got weed on the tongue I'm bangin with my hand up her dress like, uhh I'll make her cum, purple haze in my lungs Whole gang in the front in case a nigga wanna stunt [50 Cent] I put Lamborghini doors on that Escalade Low pro's so low look like I'm ridin' on blades In one year man, a nigga's so paid I have a straight bitch in the telly goin both ways (Ah!) Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me I give it to ya just how you like it, girl You know I'm rockin' with the best Trey pound on my hip Teflon on my chest They say I'm no good 'Cuz I'm so hood Rich folks do not want me around 'Cuz shit might pop off and if shit pop off Somebody gon' get laid the fuck out They call me new money, say I have no class I'm from the bottom, I came up too fast The hell if I care, I'm just here to get my cash Bougie ass bitches you can kiss my ass [50 Cent] This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love [The Game] I put gold Daytonas on that Cherry Six-Four White walls so clean it's like I'm ridin' on vogues Hit one switch man, that ass so low Cali got niggaz in New York ridin on hundred spokes Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me I give it to ya just how you like it, girl You know I'm rockin' with the best Fo' pound on my hip Gold chain on my chest (Ah!) [50 Cent] 50, uhh Bentley, uhh Em came 'n gotta nigga fresh out the, slum Automatic, gun Fuck 'em one-on-one We wrap up ya punk ass, stunt 'n ya done Homie, it's Game time [The Game] You ready? Here I come Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker, crunk It took two, months But Fifty got it done Signed with G-unit Had niggaz like, huh? Don't try to front I'll leave yo' ass, slumped Thinkin I'm a punk Get your fuckin head, lumped Fifty got a, gun [50 Cent] Ready here he come Gotta sick ven-detta To get this, chedda Meet my Ba-retta The drama, setta Sip Ama-retta My flow sounds, betta Than average On tracks I'm a savage I damage Any nigga tryin' to front on my clique (G-Unit!)