Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Two 16's , by - eLZhi. Song from the album Lead Poison, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 10.03.2016
Record label: GLOW365LLC
Song language: English
Two 16's |
| Yeah |
| I know you looking for that fire |
| I got that John Blaze shit though |
| Yo, I know y’all just want two 16's, so |
| I’m just gon' spit it like that |
| For real |
| So that’s exactly what you’re getting |
| Me spitting a couple written verses, the first is ‘bout Quentin |
| Young & wild, brung a child on this planet he doesn’t claim |
| Scooped chicks using his cousin name and plays a dozen games |
| Thinks he knows it all, still tries to fit in like when your clothes get small |
| Following in those footsteps then walked towards exposed pitfalls |
| Momma kicked him out of her house ‘cause of his poor grades |
| He left right out that door straight worse than before, made |
| Money on the streets with elites, in no time there’s receipts |
| From leather seats and fleets, rolling sweets, and tucking heat |
| Since that metal’s been on the cop providing, it’s like |
| Riding a bike then catch you with your chain slipping, pedalling on the block |
| Bang, bang, bang, he finds himself inside a shootout with some rival crew |
| Thinking ‘bout survival through |
| Traffic speeding while bleeding it’s graphic, blood leaking more than an ounce, |
| shit |
| At 16 hours before his daughter’s birth, he was pronounced dead |
| Damn, say you wanted two 16's |
| I’ma give you two 16's |
| You say all you want is two 16's |
| Then I’ma give you two 16's |
| Yeah, I’ma give you two 16's |
| Yeah, I’ma give you two 16's |
| Yeah, I’ma give you two, one, two, one, two (two, two) |
| Listen as I run through |
| Both of these tales, I wish I could undo |
| She was pregnant at 16, you would think maybe if she felt the baby shift she |
| Would not be as angry with herself for getting down on her first night |
| In the back of a Crown Vic as them sounds kick |
| Nauseated, moving around, sick to her stomach, missing class |
| Kissing ass to make up a test with the study, listen, pass |
| With flying colors, always evil eyeing brothers |
| Since her baby father don’t claim her child and probably denying others |
| At first you thought «I don’t need him, I’ll just give him his freedom» |
| ‘Til she finds out a girl knows him, that’s who she buys her weed from |
| She was told that he slangs with his cousin dealing |
| What she thought Dylan was his name that she wasn’t feeling |
| So she made a call, got some young, wild niggas to spot him |
| Knocked him on his bottom, pointed at him and shot him |
| What a shame, that was around the same time that her water broke |
| She had a child but got arrested, missing the first words her daughter spoke |
| Damn, say you wanted two 16's |
| I’ma give you two 16's |
| You say all you want is two 16's |
| Then I’ma give you two 16's |
| Yeah, I’ma give you two 16's |
| Yeah, I’ma give you two 16's |
| Yeah, I’ma give you two, one, two, one, two (two, two) |
| Listen as I run through |
| Both of these tales, I wish I could undo |