Luyện nghe bài hát Cannon remix

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

Wayne:]
Howdy do mother fuckaz its Baby,
Niggaz bitchin and I tuck the cannon.
Listen close I got duct and rope,
leave you missin like 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 them bitches hummin,
Don't let 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,
tell him catch 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,
ass niggaz slip and fall into a death trap.
Them pussy, born without a backbone,
And if you we can trade 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 when it comes to that I stack books.
You heard I said,
I can put you on your feet or put some 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 me what you see.
Its about money its than me
I told my homies don't him bring the nigga to me, yea.
Don't miss, you fuckin 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 words the cannon.
it to my mother fuckin cannon.

From to where I'm landin Ima cannon.
And I'm on that Philly shit,
Then I fully equipped.
You try me get bodied keep you and the in the whip.
If a nigga try to stick me Ima him.
Single on them ti-ti-tired of them free got the butters got the green and got the tan Got the enchilada.
Homie know I'm of your house,
Tie up brother.
Make the prick call up your mother she might know where to 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 them heat and leave them stinkin.
Sharks surround them and eat them nice then that I will.
Roll ya squad like I'm a one punch card.
You chumps, you best General Motors.
I will, take control of soldiers.
You listen till I toss them in the wok like chicken.

(Willie The Kid)
Ayo, I make it hard for rap I'm peer pressure,
Matter fact I'm to rap better.
I show how to act how to dress better,
I stay 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 real for
We can go for check 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 niggaz I pop put a in you niggaz,
My nice watch'll Keller you niggaz.
I got whores in the cannon camcorder bendin
Blowin by the quarter weed over in the corner nigga

Yea, yea Detroit red gettin change them white folks,
Dump it out the window of the wiht the right folk.
Pain a bitch the first day of her cycle,
You better scurry when I the (cannon).
Straps the streets like 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 bigger a (cannon).
My makes the ladies say your man is too fly,
Imported from Iran and Dubai.
Get slippin with ya mans and you die,
Where I'm from niggaz be quick to the (cannon).
red always got some shit for ya ear.
Show me love but keep it man cause if you get near.
I'll say get off my dick and tell ya bitch to here.
you sweatin 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 niggaz who like rap lovin our shit,
We got niggaz who was stuck on Pac our shit.
These niggaz can't see me like I ain't been lately,
A good battle when at the mound its gravy.
Niggaz I'm better,
No spinderella, a cigarillo, filled with Tropicana.
Yea, Vick found that and we ain't smokin no more regular,
Keep ya midgrain I don't think you no better.
They loving the trunk now they hear more shit,
I play it modest like that's some of our old shit.
Got niggaz I never 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,
Steppin over competition man I love Nikes.
I'm hot, fanning,
Niggaz copy my style like the (cannon).
Don't try to compare I'm in a of my own,
If I ain't listed at the top nigga the is wrong.
All ya data is off, ya ain't valid
Artist of the the competition ain't balanced
like master p and his two brothers,
Don't call it cause this the mother fucker.