Cannon (Remix)

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"Cannon (Remix)"
Album
Gangsta Grillz: The Album
Artist
DJ Drama
Featuring
Lil Wayne, Willie the Kid, Freeway & T.I.
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Don Cannon

T.I.

Alright, Mr. Thanksgiving

It's for the money this time


Lil Wayne

Yeah

Drama

Howdy do, motherfuckers? It's Weezy Baby

Niggas bitchin' and I gotta tote the Cannon

Listen close, I got duct tape and rope

I'll leave you missin' like the fuckin' O'Bannons [1 2]

One hand on my money, on hand on my buddy

That's the AK-47, make this neighborhood love me

Bullets like birds, you can hear them bitches hummin'

Don't let that bird shit, he got a weak stomach

Niggas know I'm sick. I don't spit, I vomit. Got it?

One egg short of the omelet

Simon says, "Shoot a nigga in his thigh and leg

Then tell him 'ketchup' like mayonnaise," um

I'm the sickest nigga doin' it, bet that baby

These other niggas dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes

Get back, get back, boy this a setback

Clumsy ass niggas, slip and fall into a death trap

Them boys pussy, 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 niggas 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 nigga Fee [?]

See every motherfucker at the door don't get a key

You're outside lookin' in, so tell me what you see

Its about money, it's bigger than me

I told my homies don't kill him, bring the nigga to me, yeah

Don't miss, you fuckin' with the hit man

Kidnap a nigga make him feel like a kid again


Straight up, I ain't got no conversation for ya

Nigga, talk to the (Cannon)

Yeah, have a few words with the (Cannon)

Yeah, tell it to my motherfuckin' (Cannon)

[repeat last four lines]


Willie the Kid

Ayo, I make it hard for rap niggas, I'm peer pressure

Matter of fact, I'm motivation to rap better

I show niggas 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 motherfuckin' (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 skill for skill

The deal is sealed

Niggas ain't real as Will cause I'm a (Cannon)

And I handle well, pedal like Cannondale

And I got the 50-cal mag, it's a hand held

I'm tellin' you niggas, I pop, put a shell in you niggas

My nice watch'll Helen Keller you niggas

I got whores in the Canon camcorder bendin' over

Blowin' game by the quarter, weed odor in the Rover, nigga


Freeway

From Philly to where I'm landin' I'm a (Cannon)

And I'm on that Philly fire shit

And I come fully equipped

You try me get bodied keep you and the shawty in the whip

If a nigga try to stick me I'm a blam him

Single on them ti-ti-tired of them free got the butters, got the green, he got the tan, got the whole enchilada

Homie, go, I'm inside of your house, tie up your brother

Make the prick call up your mother, she might know where to find you

I am on top of my job, the heavyweight champ of the flow

It's flow like the ocean, open water you drownin'

I will [_______ ?] them and sink them, heat them, and leave them stinkin'

Sharks surround them, then eat them, nice to know 'em

I will roll over ya squad like I'm [_________ ?]

You chumps, you best call General Motors

I will, take control of your soldiers

You won't listen 'til I toss them in the wok like chicken


T.I.

This rap shit is like diggin' in the register

Dealing with big embezzlers

Get it right, I'm better than better than my competitors

Ahead, another level up; me, I work for [_________ ?]

I can stop rappin'. Ain't I already said enough?

The whole motherfuckin' game owe me, time to settle up

If I move forward a little slower, you'll be catchin' up

Now that's the shit you need to listen for

'Cuz where I'm from, niggas dumb, they'll give ya what you're itchin' for

It's the issue which you're best to handle your business, bro

'Cuz ain't no politickin' when killers comin' to get you, bro

Hey I'll go, they don't know the whole bayou [?]

And the dog [____ ?] squad [?] is like rims with no tires

I don't deal with the lames

I'd much rather blow by you

They known to spit a lot of hot air like blow dryers

I'm really off the wire

Look at me, I'm on fire

Here's some useful information if you don't know [____ ?]

Just know I got cake, and I'm not fake

so you should strongly consider doing an 'about face'

Other than that all I gotta say is, "You down to get busy?"

And I'm down, get with me

Any town, any city

Fuck nigga

(Cannon)


Comments

An alternate version of this song without T.I. and featuring Lil Wayne, Freeway, Wille The Kid, Detroit Red, & Juice appears on the Dedication 2 mixtape.