Luyện nghe bài hát Cannon remix

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

[Lil'
do mother fuckaz its Weezy Baby,
Niggaz and I gotta tuck the cannon.
close I got duct tape and rope,
I'll leave you missin like the O` bannons.
One hand on my money, on on my buddy,
the AK47 made his neighborhood love me.
Bullets 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.
says, shoot a nigga in his thigh and leg,
Then tell him up like mayonnaise, um.
I'm the sickest nigga it,
Bet baby.
These niggaz dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes.
Get get back 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 trade the Dow Jones.
Wet him up, I he got his towel on,
I aim at the moon, and get my on.
Some niggaz cry wolf, I'm on dry Cush,
And when it comes to that I stack books.
You heard I said,
I can put you on your 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 lookin in, so tell me what you see.
Its about money its 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 words the cannon.
Tell it to my mother 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 keep you and the in the whip.
If a nigga try to stick me Ima him.
Single on ti-ti-tired of them free got the butters got the green and got the tan Got the whole enchilada.
Homie know I'm of your house,
Tie up brother.
Make the call up your mother she might know where to find you.
I am on top of my job
The heavyweight of the flow
Its like the ocean; open water you drownin
I will fore drown them and sink them them and leave them stinkin.
surround them and eat them nice then know that I will.
Roll ya squad like I'm a one punch card.
You chumps, you call General Motors.
I will, take control of soldiers.
You wont listen I toss them in the wok like chicken.

(Willie The Kid)
Ayo, I make it hard for rap niggaz I'm pressure,
Matter I'm motivation to rap better.
I show niggaz how to act how to better,
I stay fresh more 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 for real
We can go check for or bill for bill,
We can go chick for chick or for skill,
The is sealed.
ain't 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 tellin you niggaz I pop put a in you niggaz,
My nice watch'll Keller you niggaz.
I got in the cannon camcorder bendin over
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 wiht the folk.
Pain a bitch the first day of her cycle,
You scurry when I pull the (cannon).
Straps burn the streets like a truck the gas,
I head and caressin a voluptuous ass.
I ask your baby is she up to the task,
She damn red its bigger than a (cannon).
My attire makes the ladies say man is too fly,
Imported oils Iran 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 movin man if you get near.
I'll say get off my dick and tell ya bitch to here.
Cause you me and my dj like (cannon).

spread far out, you know how I'm standin,
Yea I'm with the big homie (cannon).
I got niggaz who don't rap lovin our shit,
We got niggaz who was on Pac bumpin our shit.
These niggaz see me like I ain't been around lately,
A battle when 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 no more regular,
Keep ya midgrain I don't think you no better.
loving the trunk now they wanna hear more shit,
I play it modest like nigga some of our old shit.
Got I ain't never met wantin to fight me,
Got hoes that's in love why you don't like me,
Bitch I'm married to the 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 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 master p and his two brothers,
Don't call it incest cause the mother fucker.