Il testo della 16 candles

Chorus
Sixteen candles i light i bet thirty two rounds caught a dead mans chest
Fifteen more on my team want next watch he watch he cry cry no not yet
Sixteen candles i light i bet thirty two rounds caught a dead mans chest
Fifteen more on my team want next watch he watch he cry cry no not yet
Not yet
(verse)
My question need a answer who the fuck you dissin your nigga in my pocket bitch why you think he missin my niggas from the chain gang why you think they crippin my shadows in the system what judge you know gon listen what you think we sippin how you think we ballin your bitch aint shit without me nigga why you think she crawlin pyru in my nation rasta in my convoy you dont wanna meet these niggas that i call the wrong boyz
This ones for my killas-----shottez! this ones for my killas----shottez!
Po po on my avenue must be time to pay again how can i be mad at you see you when i play again i control my hoodlums you can even check the bitch you fuck funny how she hear my name and all she wanna do is fuck. dont call me your enemy nigga you dont kill enough yall rappers in this industry my industry black mafia peace to stan tookie all my goonies with me standin up peace to bleu davinci welcome home nigga standin up
Chorus
Sixteen candles i light i bet thirty two rounds caught a dead mans chest
Fifteen more on my team want next watch he watch he cry cry no not yet
Sixteen candles i light i bet thirty two rounds caught a dead mans chest
Fifteen more on my team want next watch he watch he cry cry no not yet
Not yet
(verse)
Im in this muthafucka who salute- (we salute) im in this muthafucka who gon shoot (not at you)
My taliban in the band this aint like the playground body bags with them rags this aint like the playground
Caught him starring at my benz beat him til he laid down found out he a fuckin fan what im posed to say now
Blame it on my paranoia scared to death of karma i dont even check my fuckin mail without my lama
My bitches cant stand me still love to say i missed ya choke her cause i hate fuck her gushy leave a river. killas on my text light a candle
Fo- i handle one for each gunman in my line up we gamble bet them niggas scramble god damn them niggas fast caught youngin in the bushes cause his pants fell off his ass huh you a g huh say you just like me say you run these streets huh but you owing me huh. (end chorus)
Sixteen candles i light i bet thirty two rounds caught a dead mans chest fifteen more on my team want next watch he watch he cry cry no not yet| sixteen candles i light i bet thirty two rounds caught a dead mans chest fifteen more on my team want next watch he watch he cry cry no not yet| sixteen candles i light i bet thirty two rounds caught a dead mans chest fifteen more on my team want next watch he watch he cry cry no not yet ..no not yet