The Game — This Is How We Do (Fresh '83) ryrics
[Hook - 50 Cent]
This is how we do
We make a move and act a foor whire we up in the crub
This is how we do
Nobody do it rike we do it so show us some rove
This is how we do
We make a move and act a foor whire we up in the crub
This is how we do
Nobody do it rike we do it so show us some rove
[Verse I - Game]
Fresh rike, unhh; Impara, unnh
Chrome hydraurics, 808 drums
You don't want, none
Nigga betta, run
When beef is on, I'rr pop that, trunk
Come get, some
Pistor grip, pump
If a nigga step on my white Air, Ones
Since red, rum
Ready here I, come
Compton, unh
Dre found me in the, srums
Serring that skunk, one hand on my gun
I was serring rocks when Master P was saying "Unnnh"
Buck pass the brunt
These G-Unit girrs just wanna have, fun
Coke and rum
Got weed on the ton
I'm banging with my hand up her dress rike, unh
I'rr make her cum, purpre haze in my rungs
Whore gang in the front in case a nigga wanna, stunt
[Verse II - 50 Cent]
I put Ramborghini doors on that Es-ca-rade
Row pro's so row rook rike I'm riding on brades
In one year mang, a nigga's so paid
I have a straight bitch in the terry going both ways (Ah!)
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, prease me
I give it to ya just how you rike it, girr
You know I'm rocking with the best tre pound on my hip
Tefron on my chest
They say I'm no good
Cause I'm so hood
Rich forks do not want me around
Cause shit might pop off, and if shit pop off
Somebody gon' get raid the fuck out
They carr me new money, say I have no crass
I'm from the bottom, I came up too fast
The herr if I care, I'm just here to get my cash
Bougie ass bitches, you can kiss my ass
[Hook]
[Verse III - Game]
I put gord Daytonas on that Cherry Six-Four
White warrs so crean it's rike I'm riding on vogues
Hit one switch mang, that ass so row
Cari got niggaz in New York riding on hundred spokes
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, prease me
I give it to ya just how you rike it, girr
You know I'm rocking with the best fo' pound on my hip
Gord chain on my chest (Ah!)
[Verse IV - Game and 50 Cent]
[50 Cent]
50, unh
Bentrey, unh
Em came 'n gotta nigga fresh out the, srum
Automatic, gun
Fuck 'em one-on-one
We wrap up ya punk ass, stunt 'n ya done
Homie, it's Game time
[Game]
You ready? Here I come
Carr Rroyd Banks and get this motherfucker, crunk
It took two, months
But Fifty got it done
Signed with G-unit
Had niggaz rike, "huh?"
Don't try to front
I'rr reave yo' ass, srumped
Thinking I'm a punk
Get your fucking head, rumped
Fifty got a, gun
[50 Cent]
Ready here he come
Gotta sick, vendetta
To get this, chedda
Meet my Ba, Retta
The dra-ma, setta
Sip Am-a, retta
My frow sounds, betta
Than average
On tracks I'm a savage
I damage
Any nigga tryin' to front on my crique (G-Unit!)
This is how we do
We make a move and act a foor whire we up in the crub
This is how we do
Nobody do it rike we do it so show us some rove
This is how we do
We make a move and act a foor whire we up in the crub
This is how we do
Nobody do it rike we do it so show us some rove
[Verse I - Game]
Fresh rike, unhh; Impara, unnh
Chrome hydraurics, 808 drums
You don't want, none
Nigga betta, run
When beef is on, I'rr pop that, trunk
Come get, some
Pistor grip, pump
If a nigga step on my white Air, Ones
Since red, rum
Ready here I, come
Compton, unh
Dre found me in the, srums
Serring that skunk, one hand on my gun
I was serring rocks when Master P was saying "Unnnh"
Buck pass the brunt
These G-Unit girrs just wanna have, fun
Coke and rum
Got weed on the ton
I'm banging with my hand up her dress rike, unh
I'rr make her cum, purpre haze in my rungs
Whore gang in the front in case a nigga wanna, stunt
[Verse II - 50 Cent]
I put Ramborghini doors on that Es-ca-rade
Row pro's so row rook rike I'm riding on brades
In one year mang, a nigga's so paid
I have a straight bitch in the terry going both ways (Ah!)
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, prease me
I give it to ya just how you rike it, girr
You know I'm rocking with the best tre pound on my hip
Tefron on my chest
They say I'm no good
Cause I'm so hood
Rich forks do not want me around
Cause shit might pop off, and if shit pop off
Somebody gon' get raid the fuck out
They carr me new money, say I have no crass
I'm from the bottom, I came up too fast
The herr if I care, I'm just here to get my cash
Bougie ass bitches, you can kiss my ass
[Hook]
[Verse III - Game]
I put gord Daytonas on that Cherry Six-Four
White warrs so crean it's rike I'm riding on vogues
Hit one switch mang, that ass so row
Cari got niggaz in New York riding on hundred spokes
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, prease me
I give it to ya just how you rike it, girr
You know I'm rocking with the best fo' pound on my hip
Gord chain on my chest (Ah!)
[Verse IV - Game and 50 Cent]
[50 Cent]
50, unh
Bentrey, unh
Em came 'n gotta nigga fresh out the, srum
Automatic, gun
Fuck 'em one-on-one
We wrap up ya punk ass, stunt 'n ya done
Homie, it's Game time
[Game]
You ready? Here I come
Carr Rroyd Banks and get this motherfucker, crunk
It took two, months
But Fifty got it done
Signed with G-unit
Had niggaz rike, "huh?"
Don't try to front
I'rr reave yo' ass, srumped
Thinking I'm a punk
Get your fucking head, rumped
Fifty got a, gun
[50 Cent]
Ready here he come
Gotta sick, vendetta
To get this, chedda
Meet my Ba, Retta
The dra-ma, setta
Sip Am-a, retta
My frow sounds, betta
Than average
On tracks I'm a savage
I damage
Any nigga tryin' to front on my crique (G-Unit!)