Hodgy Beats

Hodgy Beats - Cannon lyrics

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[Intro:]
It's really a fucking shame how these niggas think they 
better than me
I mean, I'm not signed to anything but, I'm just saying 
like
You wanna battle? I'm a just go punch lines, maybe you 
think twice
[Verse 1:]
Oh, if you got beef, you know where he at
With the heavy arms, body parts I detatch
Hungry like a pitbull the way that I react
Eat ya for dinner I skin 'em, yeah that's a pre-fact
Now give me time to reach into the briefcase
Got so much money, it's like an open freeway
Switch lanes flip me off, model bitches get me off
I'm a target, which one of you bitch niggas gon' hit me 
dog
I pull out she make me soft, wipe you down with a cloth
And it better be Taylor bitch
Cause I'm McCain to all you Sarah Palins bitch
In the yacht when it's hot see me sailin rich
Go back, switching lanes
DB9, they do bad, he be fine, she be mine, and she'd be 
mom
Flippin quarters while I'm stepping on these dimes
Jewelery, the sun shines, so they be blind, put your 
glasses on
Titties on the glass, girl put your asses on
Born and raised without a pops nigga put the bastard on
Yeah I'm starving like I'm fucking fasting homes
Better put your hands up, skerr, I crash the song
And I must be hotter
And if they say shoot me, best believe I shot 'em
Got 'em, mothafucka I pop 'em like a pill
And I will pop 'em like a fucking wheel, I'm I'll
[Hook:]
You can make your music cause I'm gonna make mine 
anyway
If you really wanna talk, you could get it anyday
If you really wanna talk, you could get it anyday
I'm a stack my chips and I'm a make my paper anyway
You could get it anyday, you could get it anyway
I'm a just hit you with the cannon, cannon
I'm a just hit you with the cannon, cannon
I'm a fucking throw a fuckin' tantrum, tantrum
[Verse 2:]
Yeah, you niggas don't want beef
Cause I'm Hodgy Beats coming from them Dena streets
If a nigga want heat, he gone really get it
If this bitch think she getting money, she can really 
quit it
I'm with it, I'm just kidding, I'm not fucking with it
Cause she probley got diseases in the clitoris
Tickets, I'm a get it, by the cops better not
But it's nice when I tie them on the spot
I'm just chilling, I'm just thrilling, I'm just 
grilling, mothafuckas
On your face it look like you been grilling mothafucka
Cause you blacker than a mothafucka, better back up
Or I'm a get strapped like a mothafucka, you get 
clapped like a mothafucka
Mothafucka, you think I'm fuking joking?
But I choke your ass out, mothafucka choke him
Choke him like he been lynch
And yeah, I ain't a shit, so I walk with a stinch
And a limp, cause I'm a motha-mothafuckin' pimp
I don't give a fuck, my name gon' be on mothafuckin' 
blimps and shit
I'm just freestyling straight wiling
Niggas acting like I lay plans like I'm tiling
Yeah, I do, but I'm mothafuckin' wild
And I spoke black and mild, but I'm black and wilding 
out
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Language: English

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