Howdy do motherfuckers,
it's
Weezy
Baby, niggas bitchin' and
I gotta talk to them
Listen close, I got duct tape, the rope,
I leave you missin' like the fuckin' old banners
One hand on my money,
one hand on my buddy, that's the
AK -47, make his neighborhood love me
Bullets like nerds,
you can hear them bitches humming
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 omelette
Simon says,
shoot a nigga in his thigh and leg
And 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 slippin',
fallin' to a death trap
Them boys pussy,
born without a backbone
And if he strapped, we can trade like the
Dow
Jones
Let 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 cush
And when it comes to that paper,
I stack books
You heard what I said,
I could put you on your feet
Or put some money on your head
Life ain't cheap, you better all dead
If you can't pay the fee,
shout out my nigga feet
every motherfucker at the door don't
get a key
You're outside lookin' 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 nigga to me
Yeah, don't miss,
you fuckin' with the hitman
Kidnapp a nigga,
make him feel like a kid again
Straight up,
I ain't got no conversation for you
Nigga, talk to the cannon
Yeah, have a few words with the cannon
Yeah,
tell it to my motherfuckin' cannon
Yeah, straight up,
I ain't got no conversation for you
Nigga, talk to the cannon
Yeah, have a few words
with the cannon
Nigga, tell it to my motherfuckin' cannon
I make it hard for rap niggas,
I'm peer pressure
Matter fact, I'm motivation to rap better
I show niggas how to act, how to dress better
I stay fresh,
more fitted caps than back catchers
I'm the crack, the smack,
the gun, the rule
The gat, the strap, the gun, the tool
The motherfuckin' 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 well
Cause I'm a, and I handle well,
pedal like
Cannondale
And I got the 50 cal mag,
it's a handheld
I'm tellin' you niggas, I pop,
put and shellin' you niggas
My nights watchin'
Helen
Keller, you niggas
I got
Roars in the cannon camcorder
Bending over,
blowin' yam by the quarter
The weed odor in the robe, a nigga
From
Philly to where I'm landin',
I'm a cannon
And I'm on that
Philly fightin' shit,
and I come fully equipped
You try me, get bodied,
keep me nut and shoddy in the whip
If a nigga try to stick me, I'm a blammer
Sing along, I'm
D -D -Dotty, I'm free
Got the brothers, got the greenie,
got the ten
Got the whole enchilada on me
Though 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, that heavyweight tin
The flow is slow like the ocean,
open water, you're drowning, I will
Four pound him and sieve him,
heat him and leave him stinking
Sharks around him to eat him,
nice to know him, I will
Roll over your squad like
I'm one punch car
You chumps, you best call
General
Mortis, I will
Take control of your soldiers,
you won't miss him too
I toss him in the wok like chicken,
General
Tosha, oh
Diggin' in the register,
dealin' with big embezzlers
Get it right, I'm better than,
better than my competitors
I held another level up, meal worth eleven plus
I can stop rappin',
ain't I already said enough?
The whole motherfuckin' gang
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
Go where I'm from, nigga dumb,
they'll give you what you itchin' for
It's the issue with your best or
how near you been it, bruh
Cause ain't no politic on what
killer's comin' to get you, bruh
Hey, I'll go, I don't know to hold by you
In the dark, shoes far,
like rim with no tire
I don't deal with the lame,
I'd much rather blow by you
They know to spit a lot of hot
air like blow dryers
And I'm really off the wire,
look at me I'm on fire
Here's some useful information
if you don't know
Sire
Just know I got
K .K. and I'm not fake
So you should strongly consider
doing an about face
And if not all you gotta say
is you wanna get busy
And I'm down, get with me anytime,
pick a city, fuck it
You
