Luyện nghe bài hát Cannon remix

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

[Lil'
Howdy do mother fuckaz its Baby,
bitchin and I gotta tuck the cannon.
Listen close I got duct 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 love me.
Bullets like birds you can hear bitches hummin,
Don't let that bird shit, he got a stomach.
Niggaz know I'm I don't spit I vomit,
Got it?
One egg of the omelet.
Simon says, shoot a in his thigh and leg,
Then tell him up like mayonnaise, um.
I'm the sickest nigga it,
Bet baby.
These other dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes.
Get back get boy it's a set back,
Clumsy ass niggaz slip and into a death trap.
Them boys pussy, 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 niggaz cry wolf, I'm on dry Cush,
And it comes to that paper I stack books.
You heard I said,
I can put you on your feet or put some money on head.
Life cheap,
You're off dead.
If you pay the fee,
out my nigga fee.
See every mother at the door don't get a key,
You outside lookin in, so me what you see.
Its about its bigger than me
I my homies don't kill him bring the nigga to me, yea.
Don't miss, you with the hit man,
Kidnap a nigga make him 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 Philly to where I'm Ima cannon.
And I'm on Philly fire shit,
Then I come equipped.
You try me get bodied you and the shawtie in the whip.
If a nigga try to me Ima blam him.
on them ti-ti-tired of them free 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 your mother she might know to find you.
I am on top of my job
The champ of the flow
Its flow like the ocean; water you drownin
I will drown them and sink them heat them and leave them stinkin.
Sharks surround them and eat them nice then know I will.
over ya squad like I'm a one punch card.
You chumps, you call General Motors.
I will, control of your soldiers.
You wont listen till I toss in the wok like chicken.

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

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

Legs spread far out, you how I'm standin,
Yea I'm posted the big homie (cannon).
I got niggaz who don't like rap our shit,
We got who was stuck on Pac bumpin our shit.
These niggaz see me like I ain't been around lately,
A good battle when they at the its gravy.
Niggaz I'm better,
No spinderella, just a cigarillo, filled Tropicana.
Yea, Vick found nigga and we ain't smokin no more regular,
Keep ya midgrain I don't you know no better.
They loving the trunk now wanna hear more shit,
I play it like nigga that's some of our old shit.
Got niggaz I ain't met wantin to fight me,
Got that's in love askin why you don't like me,
I'm married to the game and I love my wifey,
Steppin over competition man I these Nikes.
I'm hot, fanning,
Niggaz copy my style like the (cannon).
Don't try to I'm in a league of my own,
If I ain't listed at the top nigga the is wrong.
All ya is off, ya info ain't valid
Artist of the century the competition balanced
True like p and his two brothers,
Don't call it incest cause this the fucker.