CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Cannon (Extended)
Yeah
AMG's the gang!
Dedication 2
Drama
Pay attention! (Gangsta Gri-Zillz!)
Howdy-do, motherf**kers, it's Weezy Baby
n***as b*t*hing and I gotta tote the (My n***a Don Cannon!)
Haha! Listen close, I got duct tape and rope (Oh!)
I leave you missing like the f**king O'bannons
One hand on my money, one hand on my buddy
That's the AK-47, make his neighborhood love me
Bullets like birds, you can hear them b*t*hes humming
Don't let that bird sh*t, he got a weak stomach
n***as know I'm sick: I don't spit, I vomit—got it?
One egg short of the omelet
Simon says: "Shoot a n***a in his thigh and leg
And tell him, 'Catch up,' like mayonnaise"; um—
I'm the sickеst n***a doing it—bet that, baby
These othеr n***as dope; I'm wet crack, baby, yes!
Get back, get back, boy, this a setback
Clumsy-ass n***as slip and fall into a death trap
Rest assured, I rest in a azure
Me and my chauffer got a (Cannon!)
Sometimes I gotta let my girl hold the (Cannon!)
I think I'm bout to put some pearl on the (Cannon!)
Yeah! And guess what boy?
You know a n***a just got papers on the (Cannon!)
And I just got off paper for the (Cannon!)
Now I can go and get some paper with this (Cannon!)
What you on?
Them boys pu**y, 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 n***as cry wolf, I'm on that dry kush
And when it come to that paper, I stack books ha
You heard what I said
I can put you on your feet or put some money on ya head
Life ain't cheap, you better off dead if you can't pay the fee
Shout out my n***a Fee
See, every motherf**ker at the door don't get a key
You're outside looking in, so tell me what you see
It's about money, it's bigger than me
I told my homies, "Don't kill him, bring the n***a to me" (Gangsta!)
Yeah, don't miss, you f**king with the hitman
Kidnap a n***a, make him feel like a kid again
Straight up, I ain't got no conversation for you
n***a, talk to the (Cannon!)
Yeah, have a few words with the (Cannon!)
Yeah, tell it to my motherf**king (Cannon!)
Yeah, straight up, I ain't got no conversation for you
n***a, talk to the (Cannon!)
Yeah, have a few words with the (Cannon!)
n***a, tell it to my motherf**king (Cannon!)
AMG's the gang!
Dedication 2
Drama
Pay attention! (Gangsta Gri-Zillz!)
Howdy-do, motherf**kers, it's Weezy Baby
n***as b*t*hing and I gotta tote the (My n***a Don Cannon!)
Haha! Listen close, I got duct tape and rope (Oh!)
I leave you missing like the f**king O'bannons
One hand on my money, one hand on my buddy
That's the AK-47, make his neighborhood love me
Bullets like birds, you can hear them b*t*hes humming
Don't let that bird sh*t, he got a weak stomach
n***as know I'm sick: I don't spit, I vomit—got it?
One egg short of the omelet
Simon says: "Shoot a n***a in his thigh and leg
And tell him, 'Catch up,' like mayonnaise"; um—
I'm the sickеst n***a doing it—bet that, baby
These othеr n***as dope; I'm wet crack, baby, yes!
Get back, get back, boy, this a setback
Clumsy-ass n***as slip and fall into a death trap
Rest assured, I rest in a azure
Me and my chauffer got a (Cannon!)
Sometimes I gotta let my girl hold the (Cannon!)
I think I'm bout to put some pearl on the (Cannon!)
Yeah! And guess what boy?
You know a n***a just got papers on the (Cannon!)
And I just got off paper for the (Cannon!)
Now I can go and get some paper with this (Cannon!)
What you on?
Them boys pu**y, 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 n***as cry wolf, I'm on that dry kush
And when it come to that paper, I stack books ha
You heard what I said
I can put you on your feet or put some money on ya head
Life ain't cheap, you better off dead if you can't pay the fee
Shout out my n***a Fee
See, every motherf**ker at the door don't get a key
You're outside looking in, so tell me what you see
It's about money, it's bigger than me
I told my homies, "Don't kill him, bring the n***a to me" (Gangsta!)
Yeah, don't miss, you f**king with the hitman
Kidnap a n***a, make him feel like a kid again
Straight up, I ain't got no conversation for you
n***a, talk to the (Cannon!)
Yeah, have a few words with the (Cannon!)
Yeah, tell it to my motherf**king (Cannon!)
Yeah, straight up, I ain't got no conversation for you
n***a, talk to the (Cannon!)
Yeah, have a few words with the (Cannon!)
n***a, tell it to my motherf**king (Cannon!)
