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lirik lagu lil sheik - cannon

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[verse 1: benny]
pull up, turn the crib to a paint shop
face shot, cooks got me higher than a rain drop
slidin’ down the block, stick poke like a cake pop
these n~ggas still sleep, tell ’em wait ’til the tape drop
shootin’ at you squares, hit a backboard, bank shot
black ops, fat chops, wall hack, aimbot
weed on cali but my eyes on bangkok
your eyes on a b~tch but my eyes on a maybach
yeah, i’m really from the trap, n~gga
9 hold sixteen like a sack, n~gga
hi~point on your hip, what is that, n~gga?
fat 40 over here for you wack n~ggas
but look, i’d rather give you my b~tch
than let a p~ssy n~gga think he gone catch me slip
no names but the birdy got the mac on him
and if he sprayin’ then i’m firin’, boy, and that’s on him, gang

[chorus: benny]
i’ll run up on a n~gga in his front yard
wild n~ggas and we come hard
big bills in the loaf, i’ma stunt hard
and if a n~gga want smoke, get the blunt sparked
i tote this cannon, cannon, cannon (aye)
i tote this cannon, cannon (cannon), aye, aye, yeah, yeah, yeah
[verse 2: lil sheik]
word on the streets that i’m hot
but i’m the coldest n~gga a n~gga ever cooked in the pot
pockets real fluffy, yeah, that b~tch full of knots
police tryna gang enhancement so we yellin’ f~ck the cops
n~ggas hatin’ on us so we call them n~ggas opps
see them n~ggas up in traffic, then they get they ass popped
only 13, i was posted on the block
fell in love with a glock and that b~tch ain’t have a stock
young wild n~ggas, you would think i was from the west
f~cked your b~tch in one night and she said it was the best
face kinda ugly but your b~tch had neck
and she wouldn’t have got the s~x if it wasn’t ’bout a check
miss my pops daily, why a sucka n~gga take him?
now his baby boy out doin’ n~ggas shady
9th grade shootouts with that jammed ass .380
but i still bounced out and tried to do a n~gga shady
didn’t give a f~ck, i ain’t think i could be touched
young n~gga grew up, now all i care about is bucks
picked up the mic, now a n~gga blowin’ up
put a price on this pimpin’, got these hoes choosin’ up

[chorus: benny & iceeapher]
i’ll run up on a n~gga in his front yard
wild n~ggas and we come hard
big bills in the loaf, i’ma stunt hard (aye, aye)
and if a n~gga want smoke, get the blunt sparked
i tote this cannon, cannon, cannon (aye)
i tote this cannon, cannon (cannon), aye, aye, yeah, yeah, yeah (aye, aye)
[verse 3: iceeapher]
pull up, drop a hundred where his b~tch stay
and i been grippin’ on that cannon since the 6th grade
n~ggas talkin’ like hoes, put ’em on the blade
hit ’em in the head with lemon squeeze and make lemonade
.223s on your street, we playin’ 21
n~ggas speakin’ on the gang, we got plenty guns
we gone chase yo’ ass down like we post to
that .45 made a n~gga run a 42
i dropped out, now i’m ridin’ in that drop top
big glock turn his shirt into a crop top
leave chalk on the ground like it’s hopscotch
and leave his car full of smoke like a hotbox
speakin’ down on my name, that’s what nerds do
big stick hangin’ out, no curfew
and i tote that cannon
big glocks over here, no jammin’

[chorus: benny]
i tote this cannon, cannon, cannon (aye)
i tote this cannon, cannon (cannon), aye, aye, yeah, yeah, yeah


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