Like My Style (feattony Yayo Of G Unit) Lyrics - Get Rich Or Die Trying - 50 Cent

(uh huh) i know you like my style 

(uh huh) you like how i break it down 

(uh huh) i know you like style 

(uh huh) you like how i break it down 

i know you like my style 

(uh huh) you like how i break it down 

wanna get rich i'll show you how 

wanna get rich i'll show you how 

On ya mark, get set, let's go, switch the flow 

teach ya how to turn yayo in to doe 

the original don dada nobody bomb harda 

ya heard what i said boy, i'm hot, i'm hot 

the hoodrats they say "he so crazy" 

the snitches they say "he tried to spray me" 

that's what you get for tryin to play me 

the aftermath and my wrath is so shady 

no matter how you try you can't stop it 

i catch ya stuntin in the bentley coup cockpit 

if you a pimp why ya hoes stay outta pocket 

front and find out how my p-40 glock hit 

"50 you need some help" chill yo, yo i got this 

where i'm from the d's tryin to knock us 

they swear to god that it's me sellin the choppas 

man i ain't give them lil niggas no product 

(uh huh) i know you like my style 

(uh huh) but how much do you like my style 

(uh huh) you like how i break it down 

(uh huh) wanna get rich i'll show you how 

(uh huh) i know you like my style 

(uh huh) but how much do you like my style 

(uh huh) you like how i break it down 

(uh huh) wanna get rich i'll show you how 

the birds they say i got a way with words 

i be like "baby girl i like them curves" 

if ya not busy tonight then we can swerve 

i'ma bachelor baby, fuck what you heard 

From the tellie in ten minutes i'll make you a believer 

tongue touch ya'll have ya shakin like you havin a seizure 

i make hits about what i do in my leisure 

g unit gang, can't another clique out to see us 

niggas lip sync the lyrics cuz they wanna be us 

groupie hoes from the hood they be tryin ta g us 

try ta holla at the kid, e'ery time they see us 

girlfriend quit pretending i'm the nigga ya love 

and i ain't got to say nuttin you know that i'm thugin 

wit my hands on dat ass and ya say that i'm buggin 

we family baby, kissin cousins 

now look what the riff raff done drug in 

for the cheese my degrees is hotter then ya oven 

i'ma new yorker but i sound southern 

and we sip dp till the don stop bubblin 

after we play, ok, got to ya husband 

em said you gone like my style 

dre said you gone like my style 

i said you gone like my style (uh huh) 

you gone like how i break it down 

you're not really, really ready (ready) 

the drama will have ya ass in trauma boy! 

you're not really, really ready (ready) 

my knife flip open and then i gets to pokin 

you're not really, really ready (ready) 

them shells start poppin and bodies get to droppin 

you're not really, really ready (ready) 

you think ya ready, ya not (ya not) 

really really ready (ready) 

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