Luyện nghe bài hát Pop That Cannon

Banger, go
P, Cassidy
Full surface,
a rap for y'all

Look, homes behave, or get cut wit ya own
The chrome raise, put ya on ya own leg
I'm sick o' them full-blown AIDS
And my block got rocks, than the stone age
You been afraid, you sweet like home
Lemonade, if it's beef, the chrome blaze
You could the newspaper, with your own page
And the news too, you know how my dudes do

We wear masks so you tell, who's who
And for the cash, blast at you dudes too
Wit the lead pipe, so get ya head
I'm in the Benz, rims, spin at the red
I'm comin' for cash, gun in the
And I'm on 21 and a half's, for real
I got my gat, I walkin' without it
And I and clap, you just talkin' about it, nigga

Pop that Cannon, pop Cannon
Pop Cannon, pop that Cannon
It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't
whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared

So a pop that Cannon, pop that
Pop Cannon, pop that Cannon
It's whatever motherfuckas, I scared
whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared

Niggaz is fly now, and everybody a lie now
But shit feel wit a gun in ya eyebrow
No fuckin' wit the Holiday kid
Blow wit a ton of guns, and he got a hell of an
Like Cosby in the hood, I the gelatin out shit
on the floor of the van
'Cause you gotta show faggot motherfuckas
That you of a man

Y'all wanna fly Mike, motherfuckas
So they won't find you, or Jordans again
Take a boss to be the men
Give them a call, don't my money, in 24 hours
Then the cocksucka see his daughter again
It's like the movie you seen, I'm the star of the screen
I got a for you to play, stand here
And take six to the face, I dug a hole for you
Holiday Styles, 20 soldiers in a day, what

Pop that Cannon, pop that
Pop that Cannon, pop Cannon
whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared
It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't

So a pop that Cannon, pop Cannon
Pop Cannon, pop that Cannon
It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't
It's motherfuckas, I ain't scared

Ayo I use to niks, now I spit rhymes
I'm a get mine, legit, or the quick
Shit, my whole clique crimes
Did time, been on the and grip nines
But I swear to you
I got my gun right here, I scared of you motherfuckas
I'm a hustler, a check cutter
I stretch butter, and got EX, now that's

I came for war, you know them thangs is for
make ya blood stain the floor
It ain't a game no more, gon' respect me
I grip gats, kick back like Jet Li
So don't me, or the boy S P
I ain't tryna get no fuckin' blood, on my fresh tee
You don't impress me, stop Cannon
'Cause you get rocked, when I pop that Cannon

Pop Cannon, pop that Cannon
Pop Cannon, pop that Cannon
It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't
It's whatever motherfuckas, I scared

So a pop that Cannon, pop Cannon
Pop Cannon, pop that Cannon
It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't
It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't