The Game

The Game - How We Do (Remix)

rate me

Aww Yea

Let's take a trip

Just sit back and light a spliff

With this and don't slip

On a funky dope track

Jump back

Strapped with the fat buddha sac

And a '78 lac

Oh clean

Gangsta lean

I got green


I serve dubs

Like it ain't no thang

I hang with OG

Playas don't set trip

Or you might get what we call a rat pack

I don't slack when it come to streets

I kick real g funk to a gangsta beat

It's so sweet when you got money to spend

I got a proper big tilt 'n' a fly big benz

I make ends

Spend my dough

Oh no fo

That's how it is

And that's how it go

Act like you know

When I creep real slow

Givin love to the playas that I know is real

Ever since a nigga was a seed

Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary

Still ballin

Ridin on these niggaz cause they lame

In a '61 Chevy

Still heavy in this game

Can you feel me

Blame it on my momma

I'm a thug nigga

Up befo the sun rise

Quicker than the drug dealers

Tell me if it's on

Nigga then we first to bomb

Bust on these bitch-made niggaz hit em up


Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga

Finger on the trigger

Lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz

I love my females strapped

Then fuck em from the back

I get my currency in stacks

Californias where I'm at ridin'

Passed by while these niggaz wonder why

I got shot but didn't die

Let em see whos next to try

Did I cry

Hell nah nigga tear shed

For all my homies in the pen

Many peers dead

Niggaz still ballin

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

Now everybody wanna see us dead

Two murdered on the front page

Shot to death

Bullets to the head

Niggaz holla out my name

And it's similar to way

Mothafuckas know I'm comin

So they runnin to they graves


Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound

(Eazy) Don't give a fuck

Were you coward niggaz now


Keep pumpin

Ain't worried bout nuttin

Busters thought we was frontin

So reload and keep dumpin

Dump on fools with a quickness

And they got no cure for this sickness

I get payed

For the way that I kick this

Like a G'sta

An OG'sta{a Whos Dat? }

A real playa named Eazy

And I live my life straight crazy

Don't need no punk-fools payin me

And broke groupies and hoochies don't faze me

I take two steps back and release myself

To put platinum and gold on my record shelf

I don't brag

But I tellem like it straight up is

Befo you do a record partna handle ya bizness

And don't get caught slippin on the under

Or you might wonda

What's up on them ends G

I call a spade

A spade and get payed

G showed

The way

So I give love to em

I put gold Daytonas on that Cherry 64

White walls so clean looks like I'm ridin on vogues

Hit one switch mayne

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

Your now rockin with the best fo' pound on my hip

Gold chain on my chest (Ah!)

50 uh

Bentley uh

Em came n gotta nigga fresh out the slum

Automatic gun

Fuck em one-on-one

We wrap up ya punk ass stunt ya done

Homie it's Game time

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 fucking head lumped

Fifty got a gun

Ready here he come

Gotta sick ven-detta

To get this che-dda

With 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!)

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