[Lil' Talking:] Listen, my nigga Drama man something I need you to do something else for man, just to warm em up, and lay it on me. Get ya pipe. Yea, Grillz, Dedication 2, Drama.
[Lil' do mother fuckaz its Weezy Baby, Niggaz and I gotta tuck the cannon. Listen close I got tape and rope, I'll leave you missin the fuckin O` bannons. One on my money, on hand on my buddy, That's the AK47 made his neighborhood me. Bullets like you can hear them bitches hummin, Don't let that bird shit, he got a stomach. Niggaz know I'm sick I don't I vomit, Got it? One egg of the omelet. says, shoot a nigga in his thigh and leg, Then tell him catch up mayonnaise, um. I'm the sickest doin it, Bet baby. These other dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes. Get back get back boy a set back, Clumsy ass niggaz and fall into a death trap. Them boys pussy, born a backbone, And if you strapped we can like the Dow Jones. Wet him up, I he got his towel on, I aim at the moon, and get my on. Some cry wolf, I'm on that dry Cush, And when it comes to paper I stack books. You what I said, I can put you on your feet or put some on your head. ain't cheap, You're off dead. If you pay the fee, Shout out my fee. See mother fucker at the door don't get a key, You outside lookin in, so tell me you see. Its money its bigger than me I told my homies don't 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, talk to the cannon. Have a few with the cannon. it to my mother fuckin cannon.
From to where I'm landin Ima cannon. And I'm on Philly fire shit, I come fully equipped. You try me get keep you and the shawtie in the whip. If a try to stick me Ima blam him. Single on them ti-ti-tired of them free got the butters got the green and got the tan Got the enchilada. Homie know I'm inside of house, Tie up brother. Make the prick call up your 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 them and sink them heat them and leave them stinkin. Sharks surround and eat them nice then know that I will. Roll over ya squad like I'm a one card. You chumps, you best General Motors. I will, take of your soldiers. You wont listen till I toss them in the wok chicken.
(Willie The Kid) Ayo, I it hard for rap niggaz I'm peer pressure, fact I'm motivation to rap better. I show how to act how to dress better, I stay fresh fitted caps than bat catchers. I'm the crack the smack the gun the the gat the strap the gun the tool the Mother fuckin (cannon). Other words I'm the for real We can go check for or bill for bill, We can go for chick or skill for skill, The is sealed. Niggaz real as will cause Ima (cannon). And I handle well pedal cannon dale. And I got the 50 cal mag its a handheld. I'm tellin you niggaz I pop put a in you niggaz, My nice watch'll Helen you niggaz. I got whores in the cannon camcorder bendin Blowin by the quarter weed over in the corner nigga
Yea, yea red gettin change like them white folks, Dump it out the window of the range the right folk. Pain like a bitch the day of her cycle, You better scurry I pull the (cannon). Straps burn the streets like a through the gas, I love and caressin a voluptuous ass. I ask your momma is she up to the task, She like damn red its bigger a (cannon). My attire makes the ladies say man is too fly, Imported from Iran and Dubai. Get slippin with ya mans and you die, I'm from niggaz be quick to squeeze the (cannon). Detroit red got some shit for ya ear. me love but keep it movin man cause if you get near. I'll say get off my dick and tell ya bitch to here. you sweatin 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 niggaz who don't 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 good battle when they at the its gravy. healthy I'm better, No spinderella, just a cigarillo, filled Tropicana. Yea, found that nigga and we ain't smokin no more regular, Keep ya I don't think you know no better. They loving the trunk now they wanna hear shit, I play it modest like nigga that's of our old shit. Got niggaz I ain't never met to fight me, Got hoes that's in love askin why you like me, Bitch I'm to the game and I love my wifey, Steppin over competition man I these Nikes. I'm hot, fanning, Niggaz tryna copy my style the (cannon). try to compare I'm in a league of my own, If I ain't listed at the top nigga the is wrong. All ya data is off, ya ain't valid of the century the competition ain't balanced True master p and his two brothers, Don't call it cause this the mother fucker.