Luyện nghe bài hát Cannon remix

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

[Lil'
do mother fuckaz its Weezy Baby,
Niggaz bitchin and I gotta the cannon.
Listen I got duct tape and rope,
I'll you missin like the fuckin O` bannons.
One hand on my money, on on my buddy,
the AK47 made his neighborhood love me.
Bullets birds you can hear them bitches hummin,
let that bird shit, he got a weak 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 back get boy it's a set back,
Clumsy ass niggaz and fall into a death trap.
Them pussy, born without a backbone,
And if you strapped we can trade the Dow Jones.
Wet him up, I he got his towel 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 what I said,
I can put you on your feet or put some on your head.
Life cheap,
You're off dead.
If you pay the fee,
Shout out my fee.
See every mother fucker at the door get a key,
You lookin in, so tell me what you see.
Its about money its bigger me
I told my homies don't him bring the nigga to me, yea.
miss, you fuckin with the hit man,
Kidnap a nigga him feel like a kid again.

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

From 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 nigga try to 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 know I'm of your house,
Tie up brother.
Make the prick call up mother she might know where to find you.
I am on top of my job
The heavyweight of the flow
Its flow like the ocean; water you drownin
I will fore drown them and sink heat them and leave them stinkin.
Sharks surround them and eat nice then know that I will.
Roll ya squad like I'm a one punch card.
You chumps, you best General Motors.
I will, control of your soldiers.
You wont till I toss them in the wok like chicken.

(Willie The Kid)
Ayo, I make it hard for rap I'm peer pressure,
fact I'm motivation to rap better.
I niggaz how to act how to dress better,
I stay more fitted caps than bat catchers.
I'm the the smack 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 chick for chick or for skill,
The is sealed.
Niggaz ain't real as cause Ima (cannon).
And I handle well pedal like 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 Helen you niggaz.
I got whores in the cannon camcorder over
Blowin game by the quarter over in the corner nigga

Yea, yea Detroit red gettin change like white folks,
Dump it out the of the range wiht the right folk.
Pain 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 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 love but keep it man cause if you get near.
I'll say get off my dick and ya bitch to come here.
Cause you me and my dj like (cannon).

Legs far out, you know how I'm standin,
Yea I'm posted with the big (cannon).
I got who don't like 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 they at the mound its gravy.
Niggaz I'm better,
No spinderella, just a cigarillo, filled Tropicana.
Yea, Vick that nigga and we ain't smokin no more regular,
Keep ya midgrain I don't you know no better.
They loving the trunk now they wanna hear 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 that's in love why you don't like me,
Bitch I'm married to the and I love my wifey,
over competition man I love these Nikes.
I'm hot, fanning,
Niggaz tryna 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 ain't valid
Artist of the century the ain't balanced
True master p and his two brothers,
Don't call it cause this the mother fucker.