[Lil' Wayne Listen, my nigga Drama man this I need you to do else for them man, just to em up, and then lay it on me. Get ya pipe. Yea, Gangsta Grillz, 2, Drama.
Wayne:] Howdy do mother fuckaz its Baby, bitchin and I gotta tuck the cannon. Listen I got duct tape and rope, I'll you missin like the fuckin O` bannons. One hand on my money, on on my buddy, That's the AK47 his neighborhood love me. like birds you can hear them bitches hummin, Don't let that shit, he got a weak stomach. know I'm sick I don't spit I vomit, Got it? One egg of the omelet. Simon says, shoot a nigga in his and leg, Then tell him catch up mayonnaise, um. I'm the sickest nigga it, Bet baby. These niggaz dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes. Get back get boy it's a set back, Clumsy ass niggaz slip and fall into a trap. Them pussy, born without 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 heard I said, I can put you on feet or put some money 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 lookin in, so tell me what you see. Its about money its bigger me I told my don't kill him bring the nigga to me, yea. Don't miss, you fuckin the hit man, Kidnap a nigga make him feel a kid again.
Straight up, I ain't got no for ya, talk to the cannon. Have a few words the cannon. it to my mother fuckin cannon.
From to where I'm landin Ima cannon. And I'm on that Philly shit, Then I fully equipped. You try me get keep you and the shawtie in the whip. If a nigga try to me Ima blam him. Single on them ti-ti-tired of free got the butters got the green and got the tan Got the whole enchilada. Homie I'm inside of your house, Tie up brother. the prick call up your mother she might know where to find you. I am on top of my job The heavyweight champ of the Its flow like the ocean; open you drownin I will fore drown them and sink them heat and leave them stinkin. Sharks surround and eat them nice then know that I will. Roll ya squad like I'm a one punch card. You chumps, you best call Motors. I will, take of your soldiers. You listen till I toss them in the wok like chicken.
(Willie The Kid) Ayo, I make it hard for rap I'm peer pressure, fact I'm motivation to rap better. I show niggaz how to act how to better, I stay fresh fitted caps than bat catchers. I'm the crack the smack the gun the rule the gat the strap the gun the tool the Mother (cannon). Other words I'm the real for We can go for check 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 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 nice Helen Keller you niggaz. I got whores in the cannon bendin over Blowin game by the quarter weed over in the nigga
Yea, yea Detroit red gettin like them white folks, it out the window of the range wiht the right folk. Pain like a the first day of her cycle, You better when I pull the (cannon). Straps burn the streets a truck through the gas, I love head and caressin a ass. I ask your baby is she up to the task, She like damn red its than a (cannon). My attire makes the ladies say man is too fly, Imported oils from and Dubai. Get slippin with ya mans and you die, Where I'm niggaz be quick to squeeze the (cannon). red always got some shit for ya ear. Show me love but keep it movin man if you get near. I'll say get off my and tell ya bitch to come here. you sweatin me and my dj like (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 niggaz who was stuck on Pac our shit. These niggaz 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, with Tropicana. Yea, Vick found that nigga and we smokin no more 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 nigga some 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, I'm married to the game and I love my wifey, Steppin over man I love 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 listed at the top nigga the stats is wrong. All ya data is off, ya ain't valid Artist of the century the competition balanced like master p and his two brothers, Don't call it incest cause the mother fucker.