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
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
But different, the West Coast king Crooked I I'm a kamikaze pilot, I stay fly 'til I die, get 'em up high Joell, here we go again, you know I'm him,
you could read up in between I stay's clear with mine Since 89 I stayed straight, no more livin' off state The only bars I stay locked in now are 16
hustlers like myself sign papers and pull off fucked capers like, 16 infamous stars of the time They got us choppin and, baggin and servin that shit to niggaz 16 bars
chicken and ribs. Super star in the ghetto, I got that work for cheap. 16 bars of meth and a heron beat. (MJG) Yeah yeah. You want a 16, u better
tonight My nigga's gonna to eat tonight Somebody's goin' six feet tonight 'Coz it's murda, murda You better bring the best 16 when you fuckin' with
the 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
