"How We Do" as written by Curtis James Jackson, Michael A. Elizondo, Andre Romell Young and Jayceon Terrell Taylor....
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, uh; Impala, uh
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
It's 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 pass 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 nigga wanna stunt

I put Lamborghini doors on that Es-ca-lade
Low pro so look like I'm riding on blades
In one year mane, 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 Tré pound 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
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

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 ridin on Vogues
Hit one switch mane, that ass so low
Cali got niggas 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, unh
Bentley, unh
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
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 niggas 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
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 nigga tryin' to front on my clique (G-Unit!)


Lyrics submitted by Matty

"How We Do" as written by Michael A. Elizondo Curtis James Jackson

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  • +1
    General Commentthats hot
    lawrenceon February 23, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General Commentsick beat can't wait for detox
    MykelCarlion February 14, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI think there are a couple of words in the posted lyrics that aren't quite correct.

    "Lil Pro, so look like I'm ridin' on blades"
    should be :
    "Low Pro., so low they're like i'm ridin' on blades"

    (Low Pro = low profile tires.. so like, his tires are so thin that it looks like his rims are touchin the street)
    -fucking hot.

    The first verse that 50 sings is the best part of the song.

    "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
    Boozie ass bitches, you can kiss my ass"

    - fucking right! - anyone who talks shit on 50 can fuck off.
    xheartbreakerxon February 26, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General Commentcheers for that, corrected.
    Mattyon February 28, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI put lamborghini dooors on that escolade. godam roll down the glass when playin this track, and turn tha bass upwards sky high
    DeadlyCombinationon March 13, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThere's no "this is" in the title of this song.
    InterstateLoveon March 19, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentBecause there's no "This is" in the title.
    Hamson May 09, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis tune is fresh like uhhh. The first verse of this tune cracks me up-pure comedy!!! UUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    JimBobon July 18, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General Commentloveittt
    don't mean i understand it though
    deludedon December 27, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General Commenti think it means that thats how he does it , thats how he parties and thats how the West Coast does it
    Perez1333on December 25, 2008   Link

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