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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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.

