Luyện nghe bài hát Cannon remix

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

Wayne:]
Howdy do mother its Weezy Baby,
bitchin and I gotta tuck the cannon.
Listen close I got tape and rope,
leave you missin like the fuckin O` bannons.
One hand on my money, on on my buddy,
That's the AK47 made his 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.
Simon says, shoot a in his thigh and leg,
Then tell him up like mayonnaise, um.
I'm the sickest doin it,
Bet baby.
other niggaz dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes.
Get back get boy it's a set back,
Clumsy ass niggaz slip and fall a death trap.
Them boys pussy, born 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.
niggaz 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 feet or put some money on head.
Life cheap,
better off dead.
If you pay the fee,
Shout out my fee.
See every mother at the door don't get a key,
You lookin in, so tell me what you see.
Its money its bigger than me
I told my homies don't kill him bring the to me, yea.
miss, you fuckin with the hit man,
Kidnap a make him feel like a kid again.

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

From Philly to where I'm Ima cannon.
And I'm on that fire shit,
Then I come equipped.
You try me get keep you and the shawtie in the whip.
If a nigga try to 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 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 champ of the
Its like the ocean; open water you drownin
I will drown them and sink them heat 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 best General Motors.
I will, take of your soldiers.
You wont listen 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 show niggaz how to act how to better,
I fresh more fitted 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 words I'm the for real
We can go check for or bill for bill,
We can go for chick 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 Helen you niggaz.
I got whores in the cannon camcorder 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 wiht the right folk.
Pain like a bitch the day of her cycle,
You scurry when I pull the (cannon).
Straps burn the streets a truck through the gas,
I love and caressin a voluptuous ass.
I ask your 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,
oils from Iran and Dubai.
Get caught slippin ya mans 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 it movin man cause if you get near.
say get off my dick and tell ya bitch to come here.
Cause you sweatin me and my dj (cannon).

Legs 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 can't see me like I ain't around lately,
A battle when they at the mound its gravy.
healthy I'm better,
No spinderella, just a cigarillo, filled Tropicana.
Yea, found that nigga and we ain't smokin no more regular,
Keep ya midgrain I don't you know no better.
They loving the now they wanna hear more shit,
I play it modest like nigga some of our old shit.
Got niggaz I ain't met wantin to fight me,
Got hoes that's in love askin why you like me,
Bitch I'm married to the game and I my wifey,
over competition man I love these Nikes.
I'm hot, fanning,
Niggaz tryna copy my style 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 ain't
Artist of the the competition ain't balanced
True master p and his two brothers,
Don't call it incest this the mother fucker.