[Lil' Talking:] Listen, my nigga 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 bitchin and I tuck the cannon. close I got duct tape and rope, I'll leave you missin the fuckin O` bannons. One on my money, on hand on my buddy, That's the AK47 his neighborhood love me. Bullets like birds you can hear bitches hummin, let that bird shit, he got a weak stomach. Niggaz know I'm I don't spit I vomit, Got it? One egg of the omelet. Simon says, a nigga in his thigh and leg, Then tell him up like mayonnaise, um. I'm the nigga 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 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. Some cry wolf, I'm on that dry Cush, And it comes to that paper I stack books. You what I said, I can put you on your feet or put some money on head. ain't cheap, You're off dead. If you pay the fee, out my nigga fee. See every mother fucker at the door get a key, You lookin 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. miss, you fuckin with the hit man, Kidnap a make him feel like a kid again.
Straight up, I got no conversation for ya, talk 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 fire shit, I come fully equipped. You try me get bodied you and the shawtie in the whip. If a try to stick me Ima blam him. Single on them ti-ti-tired of them free got the butters got the and got the tan Got the whole enchilada. Homie know I'm inside of house, Tie up brother. Make the prick call up your mother she know where to find you. I am on top of my job The champ of the flow Its flow the ocean; open water you drownin I will fore drown them and sink them heat them and leave stinkin. Sharks surround them and eat them nice then that I will. Roll over ya squad like I'm a one card. You chumps, you best call Motors. I will, control of your 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 fitted caps bat catchers. I'm the crack the smack the gun the rule the gat the strap the gun the tool the fuckin (cannon). words I'm the real for real We can go check for 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 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 watch'll Helen 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 change like them white folks, it out the window 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 and caressin a voluptuous ass. I ask your baby is she up to the task, She like damn red its bigger a (cannon). My attire makes the ladies say man is too fly, Imported oils 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 some for ya ear. me love but keep it movin man cause 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 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 when they at the its gravy. Niggaz I'm better, No spinderella, just a cigarillo, with Tropicana. Yea, found that nigga and we ain't smokin no more regular, Keep ya midgrain I think you know no better. They loving the trunk now they wanna more shit, I play it modest like nigga that's of our old shit. Got niggaz I never met wantin to fight me, Got hoes that's in love askin why you don't me, Bitch I'm married to the and I love my wifey, over competition man I love 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 listed at the top nigga the stats is wrong. All ya data is off, ya info ain't Artist of the the competition ain't balanced True like p and his two brothers, Don't it incest cause this the mother fucker.