Luyện nghe bài hát Cannon remix

[Lil' Talking:]
Listen, my nigga Drama man something
I need you to do something else for man,
to warm em up, and then lay it on me.
Get ya pipe.
Yea, Gangsta Grillz, 2, Drama.

Wayne:]
Howdy do mother its Weezy Baby,
Niggaz bitchin and I tuck the cannon.
Listen I got duct tape and rope,
I'll leave you like the fuckin O` bannons.
One on my money, on hand on my buddy,
That's the AK47 made his neighborhood me.
like birds you can hear them bitches hummin,
Don't let that shit, he got a weak stomach.
Niggaz know I'm sick I don't I vomit,
Got it?
One egg of the omelet.
Simon says, shoot a in his thigh and leg,
Then him catch up like mayonnaise, um.
I'm the sickest nigga it,
Bet baby.
other niggaz dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes.
Get back get boy it's a set back,
Clumsy ass slip and fall into a death trap.
boys pussy, born without a backbone,
And if you we can trade like the Dow Jones.
Wet him up, I hope he got his on,
I aim at the moon, and get my on.
Some cry wolf, I'm on that dry Cush,
And when it to that paper I stack books.
You what I said,
I can put you on feet or put some money on your head.
Life cheap,
better off dead.
If you pay the fee,
Shout out my fee.
See every mother fucker at the don't get a key,
You lookin in, so tell me what you see.
Its about money its than me
I told my homies kill him bring the nigga to me, yea.
Don't miss, you fuckin the hit man,
a nigga make him feel like a kid again.

Straight up, I got no conversation for ya,
Nigga to the cannon.
Have a few with the cannon.
Tell it to my mother cannon.

From Philly to where I'm Ima cannon.
And I'm on that fire shit,
Then I fully equipped.
You try me get bodied you and the shawtie in the whip.
If a try to stick me Ima blam him.
Single on them ti-ti-tired of them got the butters got the green and got the tan Got the whole enchilada.
Homie know I'm inside of house,
Tie up brother.
Make the prick call up mother she might know where to find you.
I am on top of my job
The heavyweight of the flow
Its flow like the open water you drownin
I will fore drown them and them heat them and leave them stinkin.
surround them and eat them nice then know that I will.
Roll ya squad like I'm a one punch card.
You chumps, you call General Motors.
I will, take of your soldiers.
You wont till I toss them in the wok like chicken.

(Willie The Kid)
Ayo, I make it for rap niggaz I'm peer pressure,
fact I'm motivation to rap better.
I show niggaz how to act how to better,
I stay fresh more fitted caps bat catchers.
I'm the crack the smack the gun the rule the gat the the gun the tool the Mother fuckin (cannon).
Other words I'm the real for
We can go check for or bill for bill,
We can go for chick or skill for skill,
The is sealed.
Niggaz ain't real as will Ima (cannon).
And I handle well pedal like dale.
And I got the 50 cal mag its a handheld.
I'm you niggaz I pop put a shell in you niggaz,
My watch'll Helen Keller you niggaz.
I got in the cannon camcorder bendin over
Blowin game by the quarter weed over in the corner

Yea, yea red gettin change like them white folks,
Dump it out the of the range wiht the right folk.
Pain like a bitch the day of her cycle,
You better scurry I pull the (cannon).
burn the streets like a truck through the gas,
I head and caressin a voluptuous ass.
I ask your baby is she up to the task,
She damn red its bigger than a (cannon).
My attire makes the ladies say man is too fly,
oils from Iran and Dubai.
Get caught slippin ya mans and you die,
Where I'm from niggaz be to squeeze the (cannon).
Detroit red always got some for ya ear.
Show me love but it movin man cause if you get near.
I'll say get off my dick and tell ya bitch to here.
Cause you me and my dj like (cannon).

Legs spread far out, you how I'm standin,
Yea I'm posted with the big (cannon).
I got who don't like rap lovin our shit,
We got niggaz who was stuck on Pac our shit.
niggaz can't see me like I ain't been around lately,
A battle when they at the mound its gravy.
healthy I'm better,
No spinderella, just a cigarillo, filled Tropicana.
Yea, Vick found that and we ain't smokin no more regular,
Keep ya midgrain I think you know no better.
loving the trunk now they wanna hear more shit,
I play it modest like nigga that's of our old shit.
Got I ain't never met wantin to fight me,
Got that's in love askin why you don't like me,
Bitch I'm to the game and I love my wifey,
over competition man I love these Nikes.
I'm hot, fanning,
Niggaz copy my style like the (cannon).
Don't try to compare I'm in a of my own,
If I ain't listed at the top the stats is wrong.
All ya data is off, ya info ain't
Artist of the century the ain't balanced
True like p and his two brothers,
Don't call it incest this the mother fucker.