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styles p - yall know we in here lyrics
[verse 1]
y’all gon die, so who gon cry for us
hop in they whip and ride for us
pop n-gg-s in the skull in they frame, sh-t
it’s a body for a body for the love of the game
but n-gg-s’ll call the precinct with your government
name
but i’m still loadin my guns, gettin it on
and if a n-gg- 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 sh-t
dealin c-ke like cars, come lease you a brick
holiday b-tch, i show you what a 38 special do
turn n-gg-s vegetable, salad -ss n-gg-s
never send a coward around violent -ss n-gg-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-ckin wit styles
and i’ll probably die young, shot in the war
but i aint never give a f-ck, 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, n-body’s p-ssy
there’s alotta n-gg-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-gg-s, right in front of n-gg-s
when cops come through, they gettin it too
goin out wit a bang, ’bout to start up a gang
c-cksucker, it’s the holiday crew
get money, kill n-gg-s, do robberies too
cuz you f-ckin wit the grimiest, sheistiest
can’t wait to die dog, life’s a b-tch
[hook 2x]
[verse 3]
i’ma die screamin, f-ck you, meet me in h-ll
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-gg-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-ck wit no n-gg- 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-ssy and the lobby was sweet
n-gg-s had alotta mouth, but they body was weak
[hook 2x]
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