Dr. Dre - How We Do The Game lyrics

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 Fresh like, unhh; Impala, unnh Chrome hyrdolics, 808 drums You don't want, none n***a betta, run When beef is on, I'll pop that, trunk Come get, some Pistol grip, pump If a n***a step on my white Air, Ones Since red, rum Ready here I, come Compton, unh Dre found me in the, slums Sellin that skunk, one hand on my gun I was sellin rocks when Master P was sayin "Unnnh" Buck pa** the blunt These G-Unit girls just wanna have, fun Coke and rum Got weed on the ton I'm bangin with my hand up her dress like, unh I'll make her cum, purple haze in my lungs Whole gang in the front in case a n***a wanna, stunt I put Lamborghini doors on that Es-ca-lade Low pro so look like I'm riding on blades In one year mang, a n***a's so paid I have a straight b**h 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 tre 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** might pop off, and if sh** pop off Somebody gon' get laid the f** out They call me new money, say I have no cla** I'm from the bottom, I came up too fast The hell if I care, I'm just here to get my cash Bougie a** b**hes, you can kiss my a** 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 I put gold Daytonas on that Cherry Six-Four White walls so clean it's like I'm riding on bulbs Hit one switch mang, that a** so low Cali got n***az in New York riding 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, unh Bentley, unh Em came 'n gotta n***a fresh out the, slum Automatic, gun f** 'em one-on-one We wrap up ya punk a**, stunt 'n ya done Homie, it's Game time You ready? Here I come Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherf**er, crunk It took two, months But Fifty got it done Signed with G-unit Had n***az like, "huh?" Don't try to front I'll leave yo' a**, slumped Thinkin I'm a punk Get your f**in head, lumped 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 flow sounds, betta Than average On tracks I'm a savage I damage Any n***a tryin' to front on my clique (G-Unit!)