Luyện nghe bài hát Like My Style

I you like my style
You like how I break it
I know you like
You like how I break it
I know you like my
You how I break it down
Wanna get rich show you how
Wanna get rich show you how

On ya mark, get set, go, switch the flow
Teach ya how to turn Yayo dough
The original don dada, bomb harder
Ya heard what I boy, I'm hot, I'm hot
The they say "He so crazy"
The snitches say "He tried to spray me"
That's what you get for trying to me
The aftermath and my wrath is so
No matter how you try you stop it
I catch ya stunting in the Bentley cockpit
If you a pimp why ya hoes stay pocket?
Front and out how my P-40 Glock hit
"50 you need help?"
Chill, I got this
Where I'm from the D's to knock us
They swear to God that me selling the choppers
Man, I ain't give little niggas no product

I you like my style
But how much do you like my
You like how I break it
Wanna get rich show you how

I know you like my
But how much do you like my
You how I break it down
Wanna get rich I'll you how

The birds they say I got a way words
I be like "baby girl, I them curves"
If ya not busy tonight then we can
I'mma bachelor, baby, what you heard

the tellie in ten minutes I'll make you a believer
Tongue touch ya, I'll have ya shakin' you havin' a seizure
I make hits about what I do in my
gang, can't another clique out there see us
Niggas lip sync the lyrics cause they be us
hoes from the hood they be trying to G us
Trying to holla at the kid time they see us
Girlfriend pretending, I'm the nigga ya love
And I ain't got to say nothing, you that I'm thugging
Put my hands on that ass and ya say that I'm
We family, baby, kissing
Now what the riff raff done drug in
For the cheese my degrees is then ya oven
I'mma New Yorker, but I sound
And we sip DP 'till the Don bubblin'
we play, ok, go to ya husband

I know you like my
But how much do you like my
You like how I it down
Wanna get rich I'll you how

I know you like my
But how much do you my style?
You like how I it down
Wanna get rich I'll you how

Em said you gone my style
Dre said you like my style
I said you like my style
You gone like how I break it

You're not really, ready
The will have ya ass in trauma, boy
You're not really, ready
My knife flip open and I gets to poking
You're not really, ready
Them shells popping and bodies get to dropping
You're not really, ready
You ya ready, ya not
really ready