Styles Yall know we in here Lyrics

f/ P.K.iller, Swizz Beatz

P.K.iller!

[Verse 1]
Y'all gon die, so who gon cry for us
hop in they whip and ride for us
pop n____s in the skull in they frame, s___
it's a body for a body for the love of the game
But n____s'll call the precinct with your government name
but I'm still loadin my guns, gettin it on
and if a n____ bury my man, I bury his mom
I was trained to dump in your face, jump over the gate
hop in the hoop', grab a bird, get outta the state
stay in the dirt, dog we like pieces of s___
dealin c__e like cars, come lease you a brick
Holiday b____, I show you what a 38 special do
Turn n____s vegetable, salad a__ n____s
Never send a coward around violent a__ n____s
I'ma always bust my gun, use my knife
ride or die, til the day I lose my life

[HOOK 2X: Swizz and P.K.iller]
Y'all know we in here! [YO!] Tell me who's in here! [YO!]
Y'all know we in here! [YO!] Tell me who's in here! [YO!]
You dealin with the streets, [YO!] you dealin with the thugs! [YO!]
You dealin with the set, [YO!] so y'all throw it up!

[Verse 2]
It don't matter who you are, or what you say
aint no rapper you name f___in wit Styles
and I'll probably die young, shot in the war
but I aint never give a f___, and I always was wild
and I'd rather have a open case, than an open face
kill every witness, I aint goin to trial
and everybody's a gangsta, nobody's p____
there's alotta n____s lying and I know who you are
Next time I go to jail, I aint gettin the bail
I'ma kill a hundred n____s, right in front of n____s
When cops come through, they gettin it too
Goin out wit a bang, 'bout to start up a gang
c___sucker, it's the Holiday crew
get money, kill n____s, do robberies too
cuz you f___in wit the grimiest, sheistiest
can't wait to die dog, life's a b____

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[Verse 3]
I'ma die screamin, f___ you, meet me in hell
cuz I still got beef on my chest, and it gets no deeper
look at the ink on my arm, I tattooed the reaper of death
and they call me Holiday, I let a slug go in your shirt
and wait for the leak in your chest
I'll probably black out, think about my welfare days
and times I had to sleep on the steps
n____s don't want it wit me, you could call me arrogant dog
until you get stabbed in the jaw
P'll run up in the hospital, stab you some more
don't you f___ wit no n____ that be plannin for war
I got slugs that go through you, put your man on the floor
purplest Porsche, mahogany seats, body your peeps
project was p____ and the lobby was sweet
n____s had alotta mouth, but they body was weak

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