[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, Grillz, Dedication 2, Drama.
Wayne:] Howdy do mother its Weezy Baby, Niggaz bitchin and I tuck the cannon. close I got duct tape and rope, I'll leave you like the fuckin O` bannons. One hand on my money, on on my buddy, That's the AK47 his neighborhood love me. Bullets like birds you can them bitches hummin, Don't let that bird shit, he got a stomach. Niggaz know I'm sick I don't I vomit, Got it? One egg of the omelet. Simon says, shoot a in his thigh and leg, Then him catch up like mayonnaise, um. I'm the sickest nigga it, Bet baby. These other dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes. Get get back boy it's a set back, Clumsy ass niggaz slip and fall into a trap. Them boys pussy, 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 to that paper 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, out my nigga fee. See mother fucker at the door don't get a key, You outside lookin in, so tell me you see. Its money 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, a nigga 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 Philly to where I'm Ima cannon. And I'm on that fire shit, Then I fully equipped. You try me get keep you and the shawtie in the whip. If a nigga try to stick me Ima him. Single on them ti-ti-tired of them got the butters got the green and got the tan Got the whole enchilada. know I'm inside of your house, Tie up brother. Make the prick call up your mother she might 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 and sink them heat them and leave them stinkin. Sharks surround them and eat them nice then know I will. Roll over ya squad like I'm a one card. You chumps, you call General Motors. I will, control of your soldiers. You wont till I toss them in the wok like chicken.
(Willie The Kid) Ayo, I it hard for rap niggaz I'm peer pressure, Matter fact I'm to rap better. I niggaz how to act how to dress better, I stay fresh more fitted 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 check or for bill, We can go chick for chick or for skill, The is sealed. Niggaz ain't as will cause Ima (cannon). And I well pedal like cannon 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 whores in the cannon bendin over Blowin game by the quarter weed over in the corner
Yea, yea Detroit red gettin change like white folks, Dump it out the window of the range wiht the folk. like a bitch the first day of her cycle, You better scurry I pull the (cannon). Straps the streets like a truck through the gas, I love head and a voluptuous ass. I ask your momma is she up to the task, She damn red its bigger than a (cannon). My attire the ladies say your man is too fly, Imported oils from and Dubai. Get caught slippin with ya 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 and tell ya bitch to come 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 like 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 good battle when they at the its gravy. healthy I'm better, No spinderella, a cigarillo, filled with Tropicana. Yea, found that nigga and we ain't smokin no more regular, Keep ya midgrain I don't think you no better. They loving the trunk now they wanna more shit, I play it modest like that's some of our old shit. Got niggaz I ain't 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 over competition man I these Nikes. I'm hot, fanning, Niggaz tryna my style like the (cannon). try to compare I'm in a league of my own, If I ain't listed at the top the stats is wrong. All ya is off, ya info ain't valid Artist of the century the ain't balanced True master p and his two brothers, Don't call it incest this the mother fucker.