Luyện nghe bài hát Cannon remix

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

[Lil'
Howdy do mother fuckaz its Baby,
Niggaz and I gotta tuck the cannon.
Listen close I got duct and rope,
I'll you missin like the fuckin O` bannons.
One on my money, on hand on my buddy,
the AK47 made his neighborhood love me.
Bullets like birds you can them bitches hummin,
Don't let that shit, he got a weak stomach.
Niggaz 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 him catch up like mayonnaise, um.
I'm the sickest doin 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 pussy, born 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 when it comes to that paper I 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 every mother fucker at the don't get a key,
You lookin in, so tell me what you see.
Its about money its than me
I told my don't kill him bring the nigga to me, yea.
miss, you fuckin with the hit man,
Kidnap a nigga make him feel a kid again.

Straight up, I ain't got no for ya,
Nigga to the cannon.
Have a few words the cannon.
Tell it to my mother cannon.

Philly to where I'm landin Ima cannon.
And I'm on that Philly shit,
I come fully equipped.
You try me get bodied keep you and the in the whip.
If a try to stick me Ima blam him.
Single on them of them 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.
Make the prick call up your 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 water you
I will fore drown and sink them heat them 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 them 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 caps than bat catchers.
I'm the crack the the gun the rule the gat the strap the gun the tool the Mother fuckin (cannon).
Other I'm the real 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 pedal 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 nice watch'll Keller you niggaz.
I got in the cannon camcorder bendin over
game by the quarter weed over in the corner nigga

Yea, yea Detroit red gettin change like them folks,
Dump it out the window of the range the right folk.
Pain like a bitch the day of her cycle,
You better when I pull the (cannon).
Straps burn the like a truck through the gas,
I love head and caressin a ass.
I ask baby momma is she up to the task,
She like red its bigger than a (cannon).
My attire makes the say your man is too fly,
Imported oils Iran and Dubai.
Get caught slippin with ya and you die,
Where I'm from niggaz be quick to the (cannon).
Detroit red got some shit for ya ear.
Show me love but keep it man cause if you get near.
say get off my dick and tell ya bitch to come here.
Cause you me and my dj like (cannon).

Legs spread far out, you how I'm standin,
Yea I'm with the big homie (cannon).
I got niggaz who like rap lovin our shit,
We got niggaz who was on Pac bumpin our shit.
These niggaz can't see me like I 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 that nigga and we ain't 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 modest nigga that's some of our old shit.
Got I ain't never met wantin to fight me,
Got hoes that's in love askin why you don't me,
Bitch I'm married to the game and I my wifey,
Steppin over competition man I love Nikes.
I'm hot, fanning,
tryna 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 the stats is wrong.
All ya data is off, ya info valid
Artist of the century the ain't balanced
True master p and his two brothers,
Don't it incest cause this the mother fucker.