Lirik Lagu Pop That Cannon - Styles P - Cassidy
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[Intro - Swizz Beatz]Aooow! banger, let's go(Swizz, man) Styles P(Oh, y'all ain't know) CassidyFull Surface, listen it's a rap for y'all, whooo!Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whooWhoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, aoow!
[Verse 1 - Cassidy]Look, homes behave, or get cut wit ya own bladeThe chrome raise, put ya guts on ya own legNigga I'm sicker then full-blown AIDSAnd my block got more rocks, then the Stone AgeYou been afraid, you sweet like homemadeLemonade, if it's beef, then the chrome blazeYou could make the newspaper, get ya own pageAnd make the news too, you know how my dudes doWe wear masks so you can't tell, who's whoAnd for the cash, we'll blast at you dudes tooWit the lead pipe, so get ya head rightI'm in the Benz, rims, spin at the red lightI'm comin for cash, gun in the dashAnd I'm on 21 and a half's (for real cannon)I got my gat, I ain't walkin without itAnd I cock and clap, you just talkin about it, nigga
[Chorus - Cassidy + (Swizz Beatz)]POP that cannon, POP that cannonPOP that cannon, POP that cannon(It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared)(It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared)So a - POP that cannon, POP that cannonPOP that cannon, POP that cannon(It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared)(It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared)
[Verse 2 - Styles P.]Niggaz is fly now, and everybody livin a lie nowBut shit feel different wit a gun in ya eyebrowNo fuckin wit the Holiday Styles kidBlow wit a ton of guns, and he got a hell of an outbidLike Cosby in the hood, I knock the jelatin out shitOrgans on the floor of the vanCause you gotta show these faggot motherfuckas, that you more of a manY'all wanna fly like Mike... motherfuckasSo they won't find you, or your Jordans againTake a boss to be ordered the men, give them a callIf you don't hav
[Verse 1 - Cassidy]Look, homes behave, or get cut wit ya own bladeThe chrome raise, put ya guts on ya own legNigga I'm sicker then full-blown AIDSAnd my block got more rocks, then the Stone AgeYou been afraid, you sweet like homemadeLemonade, if it's beef, then the chrome blazeYou could make the newspaper, get ya own pageAnd make the news too, you know how my dudes doWe wear masks so you can't tell, who's whoAnd for the cash, we'll blast at you dudes tooWit the lead pipe, so get ya head rightI'm in the Benz, rims, spin at the red lightI'm comin for cash, gun in the dashAnd I'm on 21 and a half's (for real cannon)I got my gat, I ain't walkin without itAnd I cock and clap, you just talkin about it, nigga
[Chorus - Cassidy + (Swizz Beatz)]POP that cannon, POP that cannonPOP that cannon, POP that cannon(It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared)(It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared)So a - POP that cannon, POP that cannonPOP that cannon, POP that cannon(It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared)(It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared)
[Verse 2 - Styles P.]Niggaz is fly now, and everybody livin a lie nowBut shit feel different wit a gun in ya eyebrowNo fuckin wit the Holiday Styles kidBlow wit a ton of guns, and he got a hell of an outbidLike Cosby in the hood, I knock the jelatin out shitOrgans on the floor of the vanCause you gotta show these faggot motherfuckas, that you more of a manY'all wanna fly like Mike... motherfuckasSo they won't find you, or your Jordans againTake a boss to be ordered the men, give them a callIf you don't hav
