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[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

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
(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

[50 Cent]
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

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

[50 Cent (Tony Yayo)]
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
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[Tony Yayo]
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)