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i.z. aka idzerono - cannon [alternate] lyrics

howdy do motherf-ckas, it’s weezy baby
n-ggas b-tchin’ and i gotta tote the (cannon)
listen close, i got duct tape and rope
i leave you missing like the f-cking 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-tches humming
don’t make that bird sh-t, he got a weak stomach
n-ggas know i’m sick, i don’t spit, i vomit, got it?
one egg short of the omelet
simon says: “shoot a n-gga in his thigh and leg”
and tell him “catch up” like mayonnaise
i’m the sickest n-gga doing it, bet that baby
these other n-ggas dope, i’m wet crack baby
yes, get back, get back boy, this a setback
clumsy -ss n-ggas slip and fall in to a death trap
them boys p-ssy, born without a backbone
and if you strapped we can trade like the dow jones
wet em up, i hope he got his towel on
i aim at the moon and get my howl on
some n-ggas cry wolf, i’m on that dry kush
and when it come to that paper i stack books
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-gga fee
see every motherf-cka 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 tell my homies: “don’t k!ll him, bring the n-gga to me”
yeah, don’t miss, you f-cking with the hitman
kidnap a n-gga, make him feel like a kid again

- i z aka idzerono lyrics

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