Lyrics: 16 Bars

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 neck on tight tho
but i dont like those
ni**a who rock po lo
fresh to death fake dudes is homo
see cuz my wrist froze
same cost dat make my neck glo
i fuck wit da street but im on my next hoe
smoke dudes like chimineys
but u call me a new port
the way i rumble in the bronx
u would swear im from new york
sittin at the world trade
trynna make the world trade
i don made ya girl say

but imma make da world say
dat my class stick heavy
the way i box and the chevy
or box and the ring
i got glocks and dem things
dat would pop throug
ya brain and wont stop to it rain blood but no i aint
blood tho and if u dont believe it u can ask cuzo
fams dont lie to
yea them dudes loud to
in ya ear like a blue tooth
and we all beast so them dudes is blue to
i can kill u to
and put it on u tube
and make these ni**as laugh and laugh cus

and 16 Bars
16 bars
i can kill a nigga in 16 bars