Pimp C - Three Sixteens lyrics

[Bun B] Wha**up, motherf**er? Yeah it's the funk dropper, the punk stopper The trunk popper ready to break y'all off something proper You know I'm a villain, so why try? f** a block, I'm throwing a Glock party, daring n***as to drive by I came to smoke a son of a b**h that went for his but didn't pull it Fast enough and got blasted up with a bullet I'm sniping, I got you in my scope so what's the use of trying to bail? I'm ready to catch a case but not for yayo, for a murder, mayne 187 ways to rip your spine out anytime you want to test Say you never heard of pain? Wait 'til I pull my nine out And empty out a clip in your chest cavity Haven't we been known for taking it To the s**er motherf**ers that was faking it Making it known I gots my chrome in my ride And I'm fried, P.A. n***a worldwide from the west side, fool! [Hook, Bun B] Yeeeah, I'm serious! And this is one of three sixteens! Yeeeah, ya ba*tards! I'm serious, this was only one of three sixteens! Straight up, I'm serious! That was only one of three sixteens! [DJ DMD] Now check this sh** out, haha It's DJ DMD, back with that funk flowing laaazy Kinda craazy, never letting n***as fade me I'm a little fast on that trigga n***as I get my blast on nightly, you don't wanna fight me Take yo a** on down the block, I keeps my sh** co*ked So knock on wood cuz sh** could get hot On this spot, some n***as catchin lead shots Cuz ain't no wipin off these red dots Now try me if ya think I won't bust Shots to ya dome will leave ya a** in the dust, n***a Cuz ain't nobody droppin bigger hits I'm makin tracks upon track upon tracks to make these n***as sh** And I'm down with some fa sho n***as So tell me how you gon diss me with a clique full of ho n***as? You keep yo a** in yo motherf**ing set Or take a slug in ya motherf**ing chest, Reggie, mark a** n***a Ya punk b**h! [Hook, Bun B] I'm serious! And this was two of three sixteens! Ya punks, I'm serious! This is two of three sixteens! Punk a** n***as, I'm serious! This was two of three sixteens! Sixteen number three! [Pimp C] Some motherf**ers think they can go with me But most of them n***as just some hoes to me I got a lotta n***as that's down with me But too many n***as like to clown with me They act like they know me but they really don't They ask me to come kick it, but they know I won't I see they a** in PA, they don't know me, uh I see they a** in Houston, I'm they homie But, n***a how it feel to be a ho? Getting your a** kicked at every motherf**ing show Trying to be a gangsta, but n***a you's a fool And tryin to kick it with me, like me and y'all cool But n***a let's see if you can deal with that chrome I should have popped your a** when you broke into my home But b**h n***as steal, and G n***as mack And busta a** n***as gettin bullets in they back And that's a motherf**ing fact! [Hook, Bun B] Ya little motherf**er! I'm serious! And that was three of three sixteens! For any n***as that wanna test, come up and stress these three motherf**ing sixteens! You can't f** with it, fool! We drops three of three sixteens! And ain't a motherf**ing tight like this, we dropping three tight a** sixteens! Yeah, I want to send this out to all them n***as in the ward You know what I'm saying, that drop all that motherf**ing sh** Like we drop that sh**, and to all them OTHER motherf**ers On that OTHER motherf**ing side, talking all that other blowsy a** sh** Y'all need to get back 'fore I get some muthaf**in sh** on my toes I done done it before, ho, and I'll do it again! U-G-motheruf**ing-K! 94! Eat a dick, godammit! Trill a** n***as don't stop