How We Do
The Game Lyrics


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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 it come
Compton, uh, Dre found me in the slums
Sellin' that skunk, one hand on my gun
I was sellin' rocks when Master P was sayin', "Uhh"
Buck, pass the blunt
It's 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, uh
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 Escalade
Low pro so low look like I'm riding on blades
In one year, man, a nigga's so paid
I'll have a straight bitch in the telly goin' both ways (ah)
Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me
I give it to you just how you like it, girl
You're now rockin' with the best
Tre 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
'Cause 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 '64
White walls so clean, look like I'm ridin' on Vogues
Hit one switch, man, 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 you just how you like it, girl
You're now rockin' with the best
Fo' pound on my hip, gold chain on my chest (ah)

50, uh, Bentley, uh
Em came and got a nigga fresh out the slum
Automatic gun, fuck a one-on-one
We wrap up your punk ass, stunt and you're done
Homie, it's Game time
You ready? Here it come
Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker crunk
It took two months but 50 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
50 got a gun
Ready? Here it come
Got a sick vendetta to get this cheddar
Meet my Beretta, the drama setter
Sip Amaretto, my flow sounds better




Than average, on tracks I'm a savage, I damage
Any nigga tryna front on my clique (G-Unit)

Overall Meaning

The Game's "How We Do" is a 2005 single featuring fellow rapper 50 Cent. The duo reminisces about their past street lives and how they carry themselves in the club now. The song's opening lyrics, "This is how we do / We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club," set the tone for the track's party vibe. The pair details their flashy lifestyles as successful rappers with high-end cars, designer jewelry, and beautiful women. The song's hook, "Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love," touts their uniqueness and confidence.


The first verse of the song has The Game reminiscing about his past in Compton. He describes his drug-dealing past, where he was selling rocks and skunk while holding a gun. The lyrics "I'll make her cum, purple haze in my lungs" showcase The Game's carefree attitude at the time. The second verse highlights the duo's luxurious lifestyles, with lyrics about their expensive cars and clothes. They also discuss how their newfound riches have caused them to be rejected by wealthy society.


The chorus repeats throughout the song, emphasizing the duo's unique style and praising themselves for the way that they carry themselves. The song's energetic beat and clever lyrics make it a timeless classic in the hip-hop world.


Line by Line Meaning

This is how we do
This is how we behave in the club


We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club
We dance, have fun, and act silly while hanging out at the club


Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love
We are unique and want appreciation for our behavior in the club


Fresh like, uh, Impala, uh
I am feeling and looking fresh like a new Impala


Chrome hydraulics, 808 drums
My car has chrome hydraulics and loud 808 drum sounds


You don't want none, nigga betta run
If you want to avoid trouble, you better run away


When beef is on I'll pop that trunk
If someone starts trouble, I'll access my car trunk where I keep dangerous weapons


Come get some, pistol grip pump
If you dare to face me, I am ready with my pistol grip pump weapon


If a nigga step on my white Air Ones
If someone ruins or steps on my white Air Jordan shoes


It's red rum, ready, here it come
It's time for bloodshed, get ready


Compton, uh, Dre found me in the slums
I am from Compton and Dr. Dre discovered my talent when I lived in poverty


Sellin' that skunk, one hand on my gun
I used to sell weed and had to protect myself with a gun


I was sellin' rocks when Master P was sayin', "Uhh"
I was selling drugs when Master P was popular


Buck, pass the blunt
Hand me the marijuana joint


It's G-Unit, girls just wanna have fun
I am affiliated with G-Unit and girls just want to dance and have fun


Coke and rum, got weed on the ton
I am consuming cocaine, rum, and have a lot of marijuana


I'm bangin' with my hand up her dress like, uh
I am touching her intimate parts with my hand under her dress


I'll make her cum, purple haze in my lungs
I am smoking marijuana and making her orgasm


Whole gang in the front in case a nigga wanna stunt
My entire gang is in the club front in case someone wants to start a fight


I put Lamborghini doors on that Escalade
I replaced my SUV's doors with luxury Lamborghini-style ones


Low pro so low look like I'm riding on blades
My car is so low to the ground that it looks like I'm skating


In one year, man, a nigga's so paid
In one year, I have made a lot of money


I'll have a straight bitch in the telly goin' both ways (ah)
I can have a woman in the hotel who is willing to engage in sexual activities with both men and women


50, uh, Bentley, uh
My friend 50 cent owns a Bentley


Em came and got a nigga fresh out the slum
My friend Eminem took me out from living in the streets


Automatic gun, fuck a one-on-one
I have an automatic gun and I'm not afraid to use it


We wrap up your punk ass, stunt and you're done
If you mess with us, we'll take care of you and you won't cause any more trouble


Homie, it's Game time
It's time to show the world who I am


You ready? Here it come
Are you ready for what's coming next?


Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker crunk
Contact Lloyd Banks to get the party started


It took two months but 50 got it done
It was a difficult task, but my friend 50 Cent finally achieved it


Signed with G-unit, had niggas like, "Huh?"
After joining G-Unit, many people were surprised and confused


Don't try to front, I'll leave yo' ass slumped
Don't act like you're tough, or I'll hurt you badly


Thinkin' I'm a punk, get your fuckin' head lumped
If you think I'm weak, I'll beat you up


50 got a gun, ready? Here it come
50 Cent is armed and ready for any situation


Got a sick vendetta to get this cheddar
I have a strong desire to make a lot of money


Meet my Beretta, the drama setter
This is my gun, and it causes trouble and drama


Sip Amaretto, my flow sounds better
I am sipping Amaretto alcohol and rapping with a better flow


Than average, on tracks I'm a savage, I damage
My rap skills are better than average, and I will destroy anyone who disrespects me on tracks


Any nigga tryna front on my clique (G-Unit)
Anyone who tries to challenge or disrespect my G-Unit crew




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sentric Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Curtis James Jackson, Michael A Elizondo, Andre Romell Young, Duane Hughes, Russell Deyo, Jayceon Terrell Taylor, Vaughan Carrington Jr Mason

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@chicken

Its March 2024, let's see how many legends are listening to this incredible song💖

@Issa_B

You’re not alone

@ndaupalamanda

We are within

@fraxmann2042

them came got a nigga fresh out the slum

@AntonioPereira-pm3wo

Bro legends never die....

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You’re not alone dude , legend never die.

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@6Foot4Honda

back when music was good..

@Ralphunreal

this was the last good year too. 2005.

@GamingFoxxy

Yeah

@imwheezing6252

Hey 6foot! Im a big fan and from Mississauga!!!

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