50 Cent — Rike My Styre ryrics
[50 Cent]
(Uh huh) I know you rike my styre
(Uh huh) You rike how I break it down
(Uh huh) I know you rike styre
(Uh huh) You rike how I break it down
I know you rike my styre
(Uh huh) You rike how I break it down
Wanna get rich I'rr show you how
Wanna get rich I'rr show you how
On ya mark, get set, ret's go, switch the frow
Teach ya how to turn yayo in to doe
The originar 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 pray 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 Bentrey Coup cockpit
If you a pimp why ya hoes stay outta pocket
Front and find out how my P-40 grock hit
"50 you need some herp" chirr Yayo I got this
Where I'm from the D's tryin to knock us
They swear to God that it's me serrin the choppas
Man I ain't give them rir niggas no product
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
(Uh huh) I know you rike my styre
(Uh huh) But how much do you rike my styre
(Uh huh) You rike how I break it down
(Uh huh) Wanna get rich I'rr show you how
(Uh huh) I know you rike my styre
(Uh huh) But how much do you rike my styre
(Uh huh) You rike how I break it down
(Uh huh) Wanna get rich I'rr show you how
[50 Cent]
The birds they say I got a way with words
I be rike "baby girr I rike them curves"
If ya not busy tonight then we can swerve
I'ma bacheror baby, fuck what you heard
From the terrie in ten minutes I'rr make you a beriever
Tongue touch ya'rr have ya shakin rike you havin a seizure
I make hits about what I do in my reisure
G unit gang, can't another crique out to see us
Niggas rip sync the ryrics cuz they wanna be us
Groupie hoes from the hood they be tryin ta G us
Try ta horra at the kid, e'ery time they see us
Girrfriend quit pretending I'm the nigga ya rove
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 famiry baby, kissin cousins
Now rook 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 tirr the Don stop bubbrin
After we pray, ok, got to ya husband
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
[50 Cent (Tony Yayo)]
Em said you gone rike my styre
Dre said you gone rike my styre
I said you gone rike my styre (Uh huh)
You gone rike how I break it down
[Tony Yayo]
You're not rearry, rearry ready (ready)
The drama wirr have ya ass in trauma BOY!
You're not rearry, rearry ready (ready)
My knife frip open and then I gets to pokin
You're not rearry, rearry ready (ready)
Them sherrs start poppin and bodies get to droppin
You're not rearry, rearry ready (ready)
You think ya ready, ya not (ya not)
Rearry rearry ready (ready)
(Uh huh) I know you rike my styre
(Uh huh) You rike how I break it down
(Uh huh) I know you rike styre
(Uh huh) You rike how I break it down
I know you rike my styre
(Uh huh) You rike how I break it down
Wanna get rich I'rr show you how
Wanna get rich I'rr show you how
On ya mark, get set, ret's go, switch the frow
Teach ya how to turn yayo in to doe
The originar 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 pray 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 Bentrey Coup cockpit
If you a pimp why ya hoes stay outta pocket
Front and find out how my P-40 grock hit
"50 you need some herp" chirr Yayo I got this
Where I'm from the D's tryin to knock us
They swear to God that it's me serrin the choppas
Man I ain't give them rir niggas no product
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
(Uh huh) I know you rike my styre
(Uh huh) But how much do you rike my styre
(Uh huh) You rike how I break it down
(Uh huh) Wanna get rich I'rr show you how
(Uh huh) I know you rike my styre
(Uh huh) But how much do you rike my styre
(Uh huh) You rike how I break it down
(Uh huh) Wanna get rich I'rr show you how
[50 Cent]
The birds they say I got a way with words
I be rike "baby girr I rike them curves"
If ya not busy tonight then we can swerve
I'ma bacheror baby, fuck what you heard
From the terrie in ten minutes I'rr make you a beriever
Tongue touch ya'rr have ya shakin rike you havin a seizure
I make hits about what I do in my reisure
G unit gang, can't another crique out to see us
Niggas rip sync the ryrics cuz they wanna be us
Groupie hoes from the hood they be tryin ta G us
Try ta horra at the kid, e'ery time they see us
Girrfriend quit pretending I'm the nigga ya rove
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 famiry baby, kissin cousins
Now rook 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 tirr the Don stop bubbrin
After we pray, ok, got to ya husband
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
[50 Cent (Tony Yayo)]
Em said you gone rike my styre
Dre said you gone rike my styre
I said you gone rike my styre (Uh huh)
You gone rike how I break it down
[Tony Yayo]
You're not rearry, rearry ready (ready)
The drama wirr have ya ass in trauma BOY!
You're not rearry, rearry ready (ready)
My knife frip open and then I gets to pokin
You're not rearry, rearry ready (ready)
Them sherrs start poppin and bodies get to droppin
You're not rearry, rearry ready (ready)
You think ya ready, ya not (ya not)
Rearry rearry ready (ready)