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lirik lagu dj drama & lil wayne - cannon (amg remix)

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(feat. freeway, wille the kid, detroit red, & juice)

[lil’ wayne talking:]
listen, my n-gga drama man this something i need you to do something else for them man, just to warm em up, and then lay it on me
get ya pipe
yea, gangsta grillz, dedication 2, drama

[lil’ wayne:]
howdy do mother f-ckaz its weezy baby
n-ggas b-tchin and i gotta tuck the cannon
listen close i got duct tape and rope
i’ll leave you missin like the f-ckin o’bannons
one hand on my money, on hand on my buddy
that’s the ak47 made his neighborhood love me
bullets like birds you can hear them b-tches hummin
don’t let that bird sh-t, he got a weak stomach
n-ggas know i’m sick i don’t spit i vomit
got it?
one egg short of the omelet
simon says, shoot a n-gga in his thigh and leg
then tell him catch up like mayonnaise, um
i’m the sickest n-gga doin it
bet that baby
these other n-ggas dope, i’m wet crack baby, yes
get back get back boy it’s a set back
clumsy -ss n-ggas slip and fall into a death trap
them boys p-ssy, born without a backbone
and if you strapped we can trade like the dow jones
wet him up, i hope he got his towel on
i aim at the moon, and get my howl on
some n-ggas cry wolf, i’m on that dry kush
and when it comes to that paper i stack books
you heard what i said
i can put you on your feet or put some money on your head
life ain’t cheap
you’re better off dead
if you can’t pay the fee
shout out my n-gga fee
see every mother f-cker at the door don’t get a key
you outside lookin in, so tell me what you see
its about money its bigger than me
i told my homies don’t k!ll him bring the n-gga to me, yea
don’t miss, you f-ckin with the hit man
kidnap a n-gga make him feel like a kid again

[chorus]
straight up, i ain’t got no conversation for ya
n-gga talk to the cannon
have a few words with the cannon
tell it to my mother f-ckin cannon

from philly to where i’m landin ima cannon
and i’m on that philly fire sh-t
then i come fully equipped
you try me get bodied keep you and the shawtie in the whip
if a n-gga try to stick me ima blam him
single on them ti-ti-tired of them free got the b-tters got the green and got the tan got the whole enchilada
homie know i’m inside of your house
tie up your brother
make the pr-ck call up your mother she might know where to find you
i am on top of my job
the heavyweight champ of the flow
its flow like the ocean; open water you drownin
i will fore drown them and sink them heat them and leave them stinkin
sharks surround them and eat them nice then know that i will
roll over ya squad like i’m a one punch card
you chumps, you best guard your waters
i will, take control of your soldiers
you won’t listen till i toss them in the wok like chicken

ayo
i make it hard for rap n-ggas i’m peer pressure
matter fact i’m motivation to rap better
i show n-ggas how to act how to dress better
i stay fresh more fitted caps than bat catchers
i’m the crack the smack the gun the rule the gat the strap the gun the tool the mother f-ckin (cannon)
other words i’m the real for real
we can go check for check or bill for bill
we can go chick for chick or sk!ll for sk!ll
the deal is sealed
n-ggas ain’t real as will cause ima (cannon)
and i handle well pedal like cannon dale
and i got the 50 cal mag its a handheld
i’m tellin you n-ggas i pop put a sh-ll in you n-ggas
my nice watch’ll helen keller you n-ggas
i got wh0r-s in the cannon camcorder bendin over
blowin game by the quarter weed over in the corner n-gga

yea, yea detroit red gettin change like them white folks
dump it out the window of the range wiht the right folk
pain like a b-tch the first day of her cycle
you better scurry when i pull the (cannon)
straps burn the streets like a truck through the gas
i love head and caressin a voluptuous -ss
i ask your baby momma is she up to the task
she like d-mn red its bigger than a (cannon)
my attire makes the ladies say your man is too fly
imported oils from iran and dubai
get caught slippin with ya mans and you die
where i’m from n-ggas be quick to squeeze the (cannon)
detroit red always got some sh-t for ya ear
show me love but keep it movin man cause if you get near
i’ll say get off my d-ck and tell ya b-tch to come here
cause you sweatin me and my dj like (cannon)

legs spread far out, you know how i’m standin
yea i’m posted with the big homie (cannon)
i got n-ggas who don’t like rap lovin our sh-t
we got n-ggas who was stuck on pac bumpin our sh-t
these n-ggas can’t see me like i ain’t been around lately
a good battle when they at the mound its gravy
n-ggas healthy i’m better
no spinderella, just a cigarillo, filled with tropicana
yea, vick found that n-gga and we ain’t smokin no more regular
keep ya midgrain i don’t think you know no better
they loving the trunk now they wanna hear more sh-t
i play it modest like n-gga that’s some of our old sh-t
got n-ggas i ain’t never met wantin to fight me
got hoes that’s in love askin why you don’t like me
b-tch i’m married to the game and i love my wifey
steppin over compet-tion man i love these nikes
i’m hot, they fanning
n-ggas tryna copy my style like the (cannon)
don’t try to compare i’m in a league of my own
if i ain’t listed at the top n-gga the stats is wrong
all ya data is off, ya info ain’t valid
artist of the century the compet-tion ain’t balanced
true like master p and his two brothers
don’t call it incest cause this the mother f-cker


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