to remember when I'm in the Hot 16 It's our first time together, I swear it's magic And when it's all over it's gon' be a classic 16 without you, I
people And the Ice gets evil Hit you with the .44 Smith &Wesson You're best to run 'cause my Tec eats pests I got a glock with the laser, hot police
-day nigga The laws at me, better off dead 'cause i aint happy Kill or be killed, Id rather go to war before they catch me Arrest me, I told you before
that savings and loans when I was just a baby loc went to Mexico, traded it for the pecos came back to California now it's time to roll I was 16 mane
Pay me for my 16th before I start acting like it's Friday the 13th With two black gloves and balaclava C S gas and a meat cleaver Pay me for my halfa Before
I make a block party, bop to the sounds of a hot glock From New York down to Georgia, it don't stop Killer Kill from Addamsville with a hot glock, blat
steak on (yeah!) People hear Ma$e call em' wanna get their mase on You hot 16 I'm a very great song (Yeah!) Been beating on the DJ before the Ma$e
plus an expert with explosives Assult forces, feel the shell shock Section eight sounds great, give me a cell block As sure as hells hot, I'd rather go
we getting chipseses And bad bitcheses frontin' in flickseses [Mase] Yo Mase and The Lox we taking knots from the outta state spots Any nigga make it hot
flippin that raw My pants would sag, now they callin me Crack Used to love graffiti, so I made it my tag Me and Tone Montana we was bangin them hammers before
cook a steak on (Yeah) People hear Mase call 'em wanna get their mase on You hot 16 I'm a very great song (Yeah) Been beating on the DJ before the Mase
motherfucker kept sniffin for goods Put the plastic in his mouth the back of his neck left And you don't know nuthin but the killa gotta away Before 4
gotta face incarceration Eh yo, Liffy Stokes, let 'em know what's happenin' A nigga been hustlin' so long, God knows I've done so much wrong I was 16
) I'm trying to change my life so (Pray for me) Young dude full of soul food, mama cooking pork chops Uncle slapping dominos, sister playing hop scotch And this was before the block got hot
the death do us part for money, power, respect My road to riches don't want dies like life after death It's hell on earth, the block is hot 400 degreez
niggas You can forget it I got AK-47s and Mac 11s I bet ya a .357 will leave em breathless on a stretcher I got M16s, my nigga what you need Believe
it) Yo, I'm a gangsta 'cuz I do gangsta shit Matter fact from now on call me Gangsta Kiss You already know I handle my business Slay you then your man before
is a family Ruff Ryders... Ruff Ryders... Ruff Ryders Lets go... Swizz Beatz [DMX] This is the darkest shit, sparkest shit Hittin wit the hardest Shit, 'cause before
