This Is How We Do It Songtext
von Mr. Criminal

That′s right homie
It's Mr. Criminal
Right here from the crime lab
This track right here goes out to all these wanna be′s
Wanna be high powered entertainment
Copy the whole steelo from the top to the bottom
Don't trip Mr. Criminal got em'
Got you in my scope, now shot em′


I just tell it like it is homie
I call it how I see it
If you act and talk about it
Then you really gotta be it
Don′t convince real G's
Real riders don′t believe it
Floss a strap on your album cover
But never would squeeze it
If you want drama on the side of my hip's where I keep it
Leave your ass on stuck like a paraplegic
Believe it, motherfuckers talkin′ shit ain't no secret
Besides I think I finally found my flow so now I′mma keep it
To the top is where I'm headed
Shit I almost could reach it
Determination on my mind
Homie I eat sleep and breathe it
Fuck you riders I got killers from west to eastside
That'll run up on you dumpin′ pluggin′ holes in your body
All you trust in your buckets
Watch em' cock back and bust it
Play the card that you were given
Now it′s just what you're stuck with
And motherfuckers don′t want to fuck with the HPG
Till I die it's BSL in the big 1-3

High Powered Entertainment
The realest fucking label in the streets
Broadcasting live from the infamous crime lab
You don′t want none of this
You don't want none of this


I bang like hurricane
Insane, encourage pain
Deranged, you're never tame
Frustrated within my brain
Everyday it′s still the same
No pain, you get no gain
Livin′ illegal, lookin' at life through my rearview mirror man
Sun beamin′ off of the candy paint
While I'm switchin′ lanes
Steppin' upside down, full faded
That′s why I slurred my things
And motherfuckers want my spot
Don't drop the heat that I brought
Droppin' flop after flop
I′m runnin′ circles around these locks
And that's the difference between me and all them
Cause I′m a certified rider till the day of my end
Even till then I just won't let em′ take all my win
Cause I'm the type that never lose and stay on top till I win
And that′s just one reason we're the realest in the game
Stay on point, ready to bang
With them tanks spittin' them flames
Got homies on deck
And uh, they′re ready to slay
Mr. Criminal straight from the west
And I′m reppin' the Infamous M-8 gang

That′s right S.F. (That's right homie)
Straight from the motherfuckin′ crime lab
Reppin' that High Powered Entertainment
The realest label in the streets
This is the way we do it, this is the way we ride
The infamous High Powered clique
Mr. Criminal and I′m out