Luyện nghe bài hát Cannon remix

[Lil' Talking:]
Listen, my nigga man this something
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 fuckaz its Weezy Baby,
bitchin and I gotta tuck the cannon.
Listen close I got duct and rope,
I'll leave you like the fuckin O` bannons.
One on my money, on hand on my buddy,
That's the AK47 made his neighborhood me.
Bullets like birds you can hear bitches hummin,
Don't let that bird shit, he got a stomach.
know 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,
tell him catch up like mayonnaise, um.
I'm the nigga doin it,
Bet baby.
These 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 hope he got his on,
I aim at the moon, and get my on.
Some niggaz cry wolf, I'm on 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 on your head.
ain't cheap,
You're off dead.
If you pay the fee,
out my nigga fee.
See every fucker at the door don't get a key,
You outside lookin in, so me what you see.
Its about its bigger than me
I told my don't kill him bring the nigga to me, yea.
Don't miss, you with the hit man,
Kidnap a nigga make him 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 fuckin cannon.

From Philly to where I'm Ima cannon.
And I'm on Philly fire shit,
I come fully equipped.
You try me get bodied you and the shawtie in the whip.
If a nigga try to me Ima blam him.
Single on them ti-ti-tired of them 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 mother she know where to find you.
I am on top of my job
The heavyweight of the flow
Its flow like the open water you drownin
I will fore drown them and sink them heat and leave them stinkin.
Sharks them and eat them nice then know that I will.
Roll over ya like I'm a one punch card.
You chumps, you best call Motors.
I will, take of your soldiers.
You listen till I toss them in the wok like chicken.

(Willie The Kid)
Ayo, I make it for rap niggaz I'm peer pressure,
Matter I'm motivation to rap better.
I show niggaz how to act how to better,
I stay fresh more fitted 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 check or for bill,
We can go for chick or skill for skill,
The is sealed.
Niggaz ain't real as 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 watch'll Helen Keller you niggaz.
I got whores in the cannon bendin over
Blowin by the quarter weed over in the corner nigga

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

Legs far out, you know how I'm standin,
Yea I'm posted the big homie (cannon).
I got niggaz who don't like rap our shit,
We got niggaz who was on Pac bumpin our shit.
These can't see me like I ain't been around lately,
A good battle when at the mound its gravy.
healthy I'm better,
No spinderella, just a cigarillo, with Tropicana.
Yea, Vick found that and we ain't smokin no more regular,
Keep ya midgrain I don't you know no better.
They the trunk now they wanna hear more shit,
I play it like nigga that's some of our old shit.
Got niggaz I ain't never met wantin to me,
Got that's in love askin why you don't like me,
Bitch I'm to the game and I love my wifey,
Steppin 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 century the ain't balanced
like master p and his two brothers,
Don't call it incest cause this the fucker.