game - this is how we do lyrics
chorus 2x- 50
this is how we do
we make em move and act a fool while we up in the club
this is how we do
n-body do it like we do
so show us some love
verse 1- game
fresh like ohhh
impala ohhh
crome hydraulics 808 drums
u dont want none
n-gg- betta run
when beef is on i pop that trunk
come get some pistol grip punk
if a n-gg- step on my white air ones
since red rums
ready hear it come compton
dre found me in a slump
selling that skunk
one hand on my gun
i was selling rocks while master p was saying ungh!
buck p-ss the blunt
cuz g-unit girls just wanna have fun
c-ke and rum
got weed on the tongue
i’m bangin with my hand
up her dress like ohh
i’ll make her c-m
purple haze in my lungs
whole gang in the front
in case a n-gg- wanna stunt
verse 2- 50 cent
i put lamborgini doors on the escalade
low pro so low look like im riding on a blades
in one year man a n-gg- so paid
i have a straight b-tch on the telly going both ways
touch me tease me kiss me please me
i give it to u just how u like it girl
u now rocking 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 sh-t might pop off
and if sh-t pop-off somebody gon get laid the f-ck out
they call me new money
see i aint got to cl-ss
i’m from no bottom i came up too fast
the h-ll if i care
i’m here to get my cash
bougi -ss b-tches u could kiss my -ss
chorus- 50 cent
verse 3- game
in the gold daytona
or that cherry 6-4
white walls so clean it loooks like i’m riding on spokes
hit one switch man
that -ss so low
cali got nyggas in ny riding on hundred spokes
touch me tease me kiss me please me
i give it to u just how u like it girl
u now rocking wit the best 4 pound on my hip
gold chain on my chest
verse 4- 50 cent
50 ahh
bentley ohh
em came and got a n-gg- fresh out of slump
aoutomatic gun f-ck a one on one
para your -ss punk a punk n-gg- you done
homey it’s game time
verse 5- game
you ready here it comes
call lloyd banks and get this motherf-cker crunk
it took two months
but 50 got it done
signed wit g-unit had n-gg-s like huh?
dont try to front
i leave your -ss slumped
thinking i’m a punk
get your f-cking head lumped
50 got a gun
verse 6- 50 cent
ready here it comes
got a sick ven-detta to get this ched-da
meet my ba-retta
the drama setta
sip ama-retta
my flow sounds, better
then average on track
i’m a savage
i’ll damage any n-gg- tryin to front on my clique
g-unit!
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