The Game - Fresh 83' lyrics

50 Cent (Chorus) x2: 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 Game: Fresh like Uhh, Impala Uhh Chrome Hydraulics, Eight Away Drums You don't want none, n***a better run When beef is on, I pop that trunk Come get some, Pistol grip pump If a n***a step on my white Air 1's Since red rum, ready here it come Compton uhh, Dre found me in the slums Selling that skunk, One hand on my gun I was selling rocks while Master P was saying Uhhh Buck pa** the blunt, its G-Unit, girls just wanna have fun Coke and rum, got weed on the tongue I'm banging with my hand up a dress like uhh Ill make her cum, Purple haze in my lungs Whole gang in the front incase a n***a wanna stunt 50 Cent: I put lamborghini doors on that escalade Low pros, so low look like I'm riding on blades In one year man, A n***a so great I have a straight b**h in the tele. going both ways Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me I give it to you just how you like it girl Your now rocking with the best Trepound on my hip, Teflon on my chest They say I'm no good cause I'm so hood Rich folks do not want me around Cause sh** might pop off and if sh** pop off Somebody gone 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 Boosie 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 Game: I put gold daytonas on that cherry 6-4 White walls so clean looks like I'm riding on boats Hit one switch man, that a** so low Cali got n***as in New York riding on 100 spokes Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me I give it to you just how you like it girl You now rocking with the best Four pound on my hip, Gold chain on my chest 50 Cent: 50 Uhh, Bentley Uhh Em came and got a n***a fresh out the slums Automatic gun, f** a one on one With rap punk ya punk a** stuntin ya done Homie its gametime Game: You ready, here it come Call Lloyd Banks and get this mother f**er crunk It took 2 months but 50 got it done Signed with G-Unit, had n***as like, Huh? Don't try to front, I'll leave your a** slump Thinkin I'm a punk, get ya f** head lump 50 got a gun 50 Cent: Ready, here it come Got a sick vendetta to get this chedda We rock a berretta, the drama set up A palmer retti My flow sounds better than average On tracks, I'm a savage I damage any n***a trying to front on my click