Luyện nghe bài hát Cannon remix

[Lil' Wayne
Listen, my nigga Drama man something
I you to do something else for them 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,
I'll leave you missin the fuckin O` bannons.
One on my money, on hand on my buddy,
That's the AK47 his neighborhood love me.
Bullets birds you can hear them bitches hummin,
Don't let bird shit, he got a weak stomach.
know I'm sick I don't spit I vomit,
Got it?
One egg of the omelet.
says, shoot a nigga in his thigh and leg,
Then tell him up like mayonnaise, um.
I'm the sickest doin it,
Bet baby.
other niggaz dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes.
Get back get boy it's a set back,
Clumsy ass niggaz slip and fall into a trap.
boys pussy, born without a backbone,
And if you we can trade like the Dow Jones.
Wet him up, I he got his towel on,
I aim at the moon, and get my on.
niggaz cry wolf, I'm on that dry Cush,
And when it comes to that paper I books.
You what I said,
I can put you on your feet or put money on your head.
ain't cheap,
You're off dead.
If you pay the fee,
Shout out my fee.
See every fucker at the door don't get a key,
You outside lookin in, so tell me you see.
Its about money its than me
I told my homies kill him bring the nigga to me, yea.
Don't miss, you with the hit man,
a nigga make him feel like a kid again.

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

From Philly to where I'm Ima cannon.
And I'm on that fire shit,
Then I 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 ti-ti-tired of free got the butters got the green and got the tan Got the whole enchilada.
know I'm inside of your house,
Tie up brother.
Make the prick call up your mother she might know to find you.
I am on top of my job
The heavyweight of the flow
Its flow like the ocean; open water you
I will fore drown them and sink them heat them and them stinkin.
Sharks surround them and eat them nice then that I will.
Roll over ya like I'm a one punch card.
You chumps, you best call Motors.
I will, take control of soldiers.
You wont listen till I them in the wok like chicken.

(Willie The Kid)
Ayo, I make it for rap niggaz I'm peer pressure,
fact I'm motivation to rap better.
I show how to act how to dress better,
I fresh 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 check or for bill,
We can go chick for or skill for skill,
The is sealed.
Niggaz real as will cause Ima (cannon).
And I handle well pedal like dale.
And I got the 50 cal mag its a handheld.
I'm tellin you I pop put a shell in you niggaz,
My watch'll Helen Keller you niggaz.
I got whores in the cannon camcorder bendin
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 and caressin a voluptuous ass.
I ask your baby is she up to the task,
She like damn red its than a (cannon).
My attire the ladies say your man is too fly,
Imported oils Iran and Dubai.
Get slippin with ya mans and you die,
Where I'm niggaz be quick to squeeze the (cannon).
Detroit red always got shit for ya ear.
Show me but keep it movin 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 spread far out, you how I'm standin,
Yea I'm posted with the big (cannon).
I got niggaz who 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 when they at the mound its gravy.
Niggaz I'm better,
No spinderella, just a cigarillo, with Tropicana.
Yea, Vick that nigga and we ain't smokin no more regular,
Keep ya midgrain I think you know no better.
They loving the trunk now they wanna more shit,
I play it modest like nigga 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 to the game and I love my wifey,
Steppin over competition man I these Nikes.
I'm hot, fanning,
tryna 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 the stats is wrong.
All ya data is off, ya ain't valid
Artist of the century the ain't balanced
like master p and his two brothers,
Don't it incest cause this the mother fucker.