16 Bars 16 Bars i can kill a ni**a in 16 bars 16 Bars 16 bars went to the deala and bought 16 cars me im a flowa all nite tho fresh fit it cap v
: [Intro: 50 Cent] Baby this is real shit my record sell slow I'm show you my dick [x7] [The Game:] Hit a breakdown No 400 bars yet, I don't need that
without glasses I'm a savage spit murder like a .38 Magnum 16 bars of baggum let the hook toe tag 'em Murder any MC throw 'em in that white wagon Let him
no drogas man yo whats this all about Its called John 3:16, check this vato out For God so loved the world, He gave His only ijo If you believe in Him
tonight One nigga's goin to eat tonight Somebody's moves its feet tonight This is Murda, Murda [Dave Bing] Rather bring the best 16 when you fucking
coats Play me close, I gave him a dose Shot him up with volts, body go up in the smoke The mic pope is back, I throw him in the yoke Head crack, go for
almight Xzibit. In the Law House huh. With Laylaw huh and D-Mac huh (Ras Kass). ntroducing huh. The nigga Ras Kass ha. We all know and love him ha
drive and not crash my car I wanna girl that understands that what's mine is ours I need a girl who could help me with these 16 bars Come on Can't explain
You want keys, an' G's and all the iller things But slow your roll ma, 'cuz I fund a million things This time 16 ain't enough I've got a couple more bars
if you under 21, you shouldn't listen to dis You hate a nigga, go and kill him while he takin' a shit So, when the cops come and get him he'll be makin
all the lames will ravish Michael Whitebear, you been waiting to bust 'rounds at a nigga Well, the opportunity?s right there 16 bars ain't enough to
was stupid hard 16, the bitch dream had stupid cars Cut the ' 68, hooptie ' 75 Still drives some bullshit, I dont know why I loved the nigga though, for him
to your neck You know that same bitch said don't fuck with him That nigga no good ain't no trust in him Two days later see her in a truck with him Two
21, you shouldn't listen to dis You hate a nigga, go and kill him while he takin a shit So, when the cops come and get him he'll be makin 'em sick So
You know my style I'll put yo fucking man, in a wheelchair He'll never walk again, on the strength of me Dats how I left him G, scared to death of me
So why do you accept those that bite my rhymes? Me and Eminem rhymed for D R E Me and X was in da club 'bout to blast off heat Quik told me to be all I can be Nate is my Dogg, him
talk the real shit, niggas disappearing Interfering with a nigga like me Could get your black ass pushed to the white meat I talk about 16 bars, of 16
I'ma pimp, a pen's my hoe She don't even move till I say so Her only purpose in life is get me large I got my pen workin' 16 bars When I'm happy she
