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Howdy Do mutha fuckas it's weezy baby
N****s bitchin and I gotta take the cannon
Listen close I got duct tape and rope
Ill leave you missin like tha fuckin ol balance
One hand on ma money, on hand on ma buddy
Thas tha ak47 made his neighborhood love me
Bullets like birds you can hear them b*****s hummin
Don't let that bird s**t, he got a weak stomach
N****s kno I'm sick I don't spit I vomit
Got it?
One egg short of the omelette
Simon says, shoot a n***a in his thigh and leg
Then tell him catch up like mayonaisse
I'm the sickest n***a doin it
Bet that baby
These other n****s kno I'm wet crack baby, yes
Get back get back boy it's a set back
Clumsy a** n****s slip and fall into a death trap
Them boys p***y, born without a back bone
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 ma howl on
Some n****s cry wolf, I'm on that dry cush
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 aint cheap
You're better off dead if you can't pay the fee
Shoutout ma n***a fee
See every m*******a at the door don't get a key
You outside lookin in, so tell me what you see
Its about money it's bigger than me
I told ma homiess don't kill him bring tha n***a to me, yes
Don't miss, you fuckin wit the hitmen
Kidnap a n***a make him feel like a kid again
[[[straight up, I aint got no conversation for ya
N***a talk to the cannon
Have a few words wit tha cannon
Tell it to ma muthafuckin cannon]]]

From philly to where I'm landin ima cannon
And I'm on that philly fiya s**t
Then I come fully equipped
You try me get _____ and shotti in the whip
If a n***a try to stick me ima blam him
Single on them _______them ____ the butters got the greedy got the ____ got the whole enchilada
Homie kno I'm inside of your house
Tie up your brother
Make the prick call up your mother she might kno where to find you
I am on top of ma job
The heavyweight champ of the flow
Its flow like the ocean; open water you drownin
I will ___ drown em and sink em heat em and leave em stinkin
Sharks surround em and eat em nice ____
Roll over ya squad like I'm a punch card
You chumps you best guard your ____
I will take control of your soldiers
You wont listen til I toss em in the wok like chicken

A yo
I make it hard for rap n****s I'm peer pressure
Matter fact I'm motivation to rap better
I show n****s 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 tha muthafuckin
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
N****s aint real as will cuz ima cannon
And I handle well pedal like ____
And I got the 50 cal mag it's a handheld
I'm tellin you n****s I pop put a shell in you n****s
Ma nice watch'll helen keller you n****s
I got whores in the cannon camcorder bendin ova
Blowin gam by the quarter weed _____ n***a

Yea yea detroit red gettin change like them white folks
Dump it out the window of the range wit the right folk
Pain like a b***h the first day of her cycle
You betta scurry when I pull the cannon
Straps burn the streets like a truck through the gas
I love head and caressin a vuluptous a**
I ask your baby momma is she up to the task
She like damn red it's bigger than a cannon
Ma attire makes tha ladies say your man is too fly
Imported oils from iran and ____
Get caught slippin wit ya mans and you die
Where I'm from n****s be quick to squeeze the cannon
Detroit red always got some s**t for ya ear
Show me love but keep it movin man cuz if you get near
Ill say get off ma d**k and tell ya b***h to come here
Cuz you sweatin me and ma dj like

Legs spread far out, you kno how I'm standin
Yea I'm posted wit tha big homie cannon
I got n****s who don't like rap lovin our s**t
We got n****s who was stuck on pac bumpin our s**t
These n****s can't see me like I aint been around lately
A good battle when they at the mound it's gravy
N****s healthy I'm betta
No spinderella, just a cigerella, filled wit tropicana
Yea vic found that n***a and we aint smokin no more regular
Keep ya midgrain I don't think you kno no betta
They lovin the trunk now they wanna hear mo s**t
I play it modest like n***a thas summa our old s**t
Got n****s I aint neva met wantin to fight me
Got hoes thas in love askin why you don't like me
B***h I'm married to the game and I love ma wifey
Steppin ova competition man I love these nikes
I'm hot, they fannin
N****s tryna copy ma style like the
Don't try to compare I'm in a league of ma own
If I aint listed at tha top n***a tha stats is wrong
All ya data is off, ya info aint valid
Artist of the century the competition aint balanced
True like master p and his two brothers
Don't call it __________

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