Chords for Cannon - Lil Wayne

Listen my nigga drama mess I need you to I need you to give him something else right now just to warm him up
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_ Make his neighborhood love it.
Well, it's like birds.
You can hear the bitches humming.
Don't let that bird shit
He got a weak stomach [B] niggas [C#m] know I'm sick.
I don't spit I vomit got it one egg short of the omelet
Salmon says shoot a nigga with his thigh and leg and tell him ketchup like [C#] mayonnaise
[C#m] I'm the sickest nigga doing it bet that baby.
These are the niggas don't I'm wet crack, baby
Yes, get back get back boy.
This is it back clumsy ass nigga slip and fall [B] into a debt [C#m] trap
The boys pussy going without a backbone and if you strap we can trade like the Dow Jones
Bring them up.
Hope he got his towel on aim at you
_ [B] [C#m] 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 up with some money [B] on your [C#m] head life ain't cheap
You better all dead if you can't pay the fee shout out my nigga feet
See every motherfucker at the door don't get a key outside looking in so tell me [C#] what you see
[C#m] It's about money is bigger than me.
I told my homies don't kill him bring the nigga to me
Yeah, don't miss you fucking with the hitman kidnap a nigga make him feel [G#m] like a kid [C#m] 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 mother
[B] Yeah [C#m] straight up.
I ain't got no conversation for you nigga.
Talk to the cannon
Yeah, have a few words with the cannon
They could tell it to my mother forget
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If a nigga try to stick me I'm a blam
[Bm] [C#m] Daddy I'm free got the brothers got the granny got the whole
_ Tie up your brother make the brick call up your mother she might know [B] where to find [C#m] you
I am on top of my job that heavyweight gym where the flow was slow like the ocean open water you're drowning
I will for a family and see them eat them and leave them stinking
Drops around them to eat them [B] nice to know
[C#m] Roll over your slime like I'm one punch car you just do best car general motors
I will take control of your soldiers you won't listen to watch awesome in the white light chicken
Yo, I make it hard for rap niggas.
I'm peer pressure matter of fact.
I'm motivation to rap better
I sold niggas how to act how to dress better.
I stay fresh more fitted [B] caps than back [C#m] catchers
I'm the crack the smack the gun the rule the gat the strap the gun the tool the motherfucking
I'm the real for real we can go check for check a bill [B] for bill
[C#m] We can go chick for chick a skill for skill to deal the seal niggas ain't real as well cuz I'm up
And I handle well pedal like Cannondale, and I got the 50 Cal mag.
It's a handheld
I'm telling you niggas.
I put a shell on you niggas my nice watch a Helen Keller you niggas
I got laws in the cannon camcorder bending over blowing game by the quarter
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Destroyed bread getting changed like them white folks dumping out the window what a range with the right boat pain like a fist the first day
Of a cycle you better [B] scurry when [C#m] I pull the cannon
Tracks burn the streets like a truck to the gas.
I love head and caressing of a love
She was sad as your baby mom is she up to the task.
She like damn [C#] bread is bigger [C#m] than
My entire makes the lady say your man is to fly
Imported oil is from Iran and Dubai get caught sniffing with your man's and you die well from [D#m] niggas be quick [C#m] to squeeze
Detroit red always got some shit for your ears show me love but keep it moving man cuz if you get near
I'll say get off my dick and tell your bitch to come in cuz you sweat and me and my DJ
You know I'm standing yeah, I'm posted with the big homie
Cannon I got niggas who like rap loving I see we got niggas who was stuck on pop pop [B] and I see [C#m] these niggas
Can't see me like I ain't been around lately a good battle when they at the mound is gravy niggas
Talk to y'all pepper.
No spenderella.
Just a cigarella filled [C#] with [C#m] tropicana
Yeah, big found a nick now.
We ain't smoking no more regular keep your mid grade
I don't think you know no better.
Hey love in the trunk now.
They want to hear more shit
I'm modest like some [B] of our own [C#m] shit that niggas ain't never met want to fight me got hold
That's the love asking why you don't like me bitch.
I'm married to the game, and I love my wife be stepping over competition man
[B] _ [C#m] I'm hot they fanning niggas try to copy my style like
Don't try to compare them in the league of my own if I ain't listen at the top naked of [G#m] stacks
[C#m] Holiday is oh the info ain't bad artists of the century the competition ain't balance true like master
P and his two brothers don't call it in [B] Like
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You _ call me mr.
[D#] Game 7 [C#m] oh yeah, that was just preseason
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