Luyện nghe bài hát Cannon remix

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

[Lil'
Howdy do mother its Weezy 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 them hummin,
Don't let bird shit, he got a weak stomach.
Niggaz know I'm sick I spit I vomit,
Got it?
One egg of the omelet.
Simon says, a nigga in his thigh and leg,
tell him catch up like mayonnaise, um.
I'm the sickest doin it,
Bet baby.
other niggaz dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes.
Get get back boy it's a set back,
Clumsy ass niggaz slip and fall into a 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 cry wolf, I'm on that dry Cush,
And when it comes to that paper I books.
You heard I said,
I can put you on your feet or put money on your head.
Life cheap,
better off dead.
If you pay the fee,
out my nigga fee.
See every mother fucker at the don't get a key,
You outside in, so tell me what you see.
Its about 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,
Nigga to the cannon.
a few words with the cannon.
Tell it to my mother cannon.

Philly to where I'm landin Ima cannon.
And I'm on that Philly shit,
Then I fully equipped.
You try me get bodied keep you and the in the whip.
If a nigga try to stick me Ima him.
Single on them ti-ti-tired of them free got the butters got the and got the tan Got the whole enchilada.
Homie I'm inside of your 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 like the ocean; open water you drownin
I will fore drown them and sink heat them and leave them stinkin.
Sharks surround them and eat them then know that I will.
Roll over ya squad I'm a one punch card.
You chumps, you best call Motors.
I will, take control of 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,
Matter fact I'm to rap better.
I show niggaz how to act how to better,
I stay fresh more caps than bat catchers.
I'm the the smack the gun the rule the gat the strap the gun the tool the Mother fuckin (cannon).
Other words I'm the for real
We can go for check or bill for bill,
We can go for chick or skill for skill,
The is sealed.
Niggaz ain't as will cause Ima (cannon).
And I handle well pedal cannon dale.
And I got the 50 cal mag its a handheld.
I'm you niggaz I pop put a shell in you niggaz,
My nice Helen Keller you niggaz.
I got whores in the cannon camcorder over
Blowin by the quarter weed over in the corner nigga

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 love head and a voluptuous ass.
I ask your momma is she up to the task,
She like red its bigger than a (cannon).
My attire the ladies say your man is too fly,
Imported oils Iran and Dubai.
Get slippin with ya mans and you die,
Where I'm from niggaz be to squeeze the (cannon).
red always got some shit 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 to come here.
Cause you sweatin me and my dj (cannon).

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