Luyện nghe bài hát Cannon remix

[Lil' Wayne
Listen, my nigga Drama man this
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 duct and rope,
I'll leave you like the fuckin O` bannons.
One on my money, on hand on my buddy,
That's the AK47 his neighborhood love me.
Bullets like you can hear them bitches hummin,
let that 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, shoot a in his thigh and leg,
tell him catch up like mayonnaise, um.
I'm the nigga doin it,
Bet baby.
other niggaz dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes.
Get back get boy it's a set back,
ass niggaz slip and fall into a death trap.
Them boys pussy, without a backbone,
And if you strapped we can like the Dow Jones.
Wet him up, I hope he got his on,
I aim at the moon, and get my on.
niggaz 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.
Life cheap,
better off dead.
If you pay the fee,
Shout out my fee.
See every mother fucker at the door 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 with the hit man,
Kidnap a nigga make him feel a kid again.

Straight up, I got no conversation for ya,
Nigga 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 that Philly shit,
I come fully equipped.
You try me get bodied 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 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 champ of the flow
Its flow like the ocean; open you drownin
I will fore drown them and sink them heat and leave them stinkin.
Sharks surround them and eat them 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 wont listen till I toss them in the wok 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 more 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).
words I'm the real for real
We can go check for or bill for bill,
We can go chick for or skill for skill,
The is sealed.
ain't real as will cause Ima (cannon).
And I well pedal like 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 watch'll Keller you niggaz.
I got whores in the cannon camcorder bendin
Blowin game by the quarter weed over in the corner

Yea, yea Detroit red change like them white folks,
Dump it out the window of the range wiht the 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 a voluptuous ass.
I ask your baby is she up to the task,
She like damn red its than a (cannon).
My attire makes the say your man is too fly,
oils from Iran and Dubai.
Get caught slippin with ya and you die,
Where I'm from be quick to squeeze the (cannon).
Detroit red always got 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.
Cause you sweatin me and my dj (cannon).

Legs spread far out, you how I'm standin,
Yea I'm with the big homie (cannon).
I got who don't like rap lovin our shit,
We got who was stuck 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.
Niggaz I'm better,
No spinderella, just a cigarillo, filled Tropicana.
Yea, Vick found that nigga and we smokin no more regular,
Keep ya midgrain I don't think you no better.
They the trunk now they wanna hear more shit,
I play it like nigga that's some of our old shit.
Got niggaz I never met wantin to fight me,
Got hoes in love askin why you don't like me,
Bitch I'm married to the game and I my wifey,
Steppin competition man I love these Nikes.
I'm hot, fanning,
Niggaz tryna copy my style the (cannon).
Don't try to compare I'm in a of my own,
If I ain't at the top nigga the stats is wrong.
All ya is off, ya info ain't valid
Artist of the century the competition ain't
True like p and his two brothers,
Don't call it incest cause this the fucker.