(feat. Tony Yayo (G-Unit))

[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 @@#!pit
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 Yayo 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 ^!$$%s 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, $#&@ 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
^!$$%s 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 ^!$$% ya love

And I ain't got to say nuttin you know that I'm thugin
Wit my hands on dat $$# 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

[Tony Yayo]

You're not really, really ready (ready)
The drama will have ya $$# 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)