Cannon

[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah
You niggas be acting like niggas don't still carey their own ratches and shit
Busta Rhymes, T.I., nigga

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Ayo, back with strong arm rap, nigga, ignorant street shit
Brand new crack, on your [?]
Ready to go, no sleeping, new shit
Hit these niggas like lead pipe [?] now nigga
Speaking of which, I slap motherfuckers
When you down [?], flatten motherfuckers
[?] with the five [?], blacken motherfuckers
When I'm finished, bet you wonder what happen, motherfucker
No shorts, niggas report, that's what you better do
[?] to you, or getting the squad to your funeral
Make you niggas crazy 'til you're boarderline cynical
Critical, on top of my game, I'm at my pinnacle
[?] niggas running the street, me in my physical
[?] spit, making them see I'm unbelievably lyrical
Making niggas spaz 'til everybody hysterical
Niggas know what to do, you better salute the general

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
When it's on, better pop off first
I got a rusty AR to pop louder than a cannon
Fuck your handgun, I pop you with the cannon
Tell your man chill, I hit him with the cannon too
Better fall back nigga, cool off
Just in case you ain't familiar with the feeling of the cannnon
Most never survive the hit from a cannon
One shot'll murder your clique from the cannon

[Verse 2: T.I.]
Pimp Squad Clique, you bitch, please believe we
Bust four fifths like them niggas on TV
Niggas talk greezy, but they don't wanna see me
Hopping out squeeze three, and then there go GP
Try to muscle me, nigga please, who the hell are you?
Shut your fucking mouth, stop that [?] is what you better do
Professional [?] this'll be a lesson too
But they keep poppin off at the mouth and I kill the rest of you
Go hop back in the seven [?] the color of tomato juice
Niggas lip lose, [?] pussy niggas bullet proof
Don't get a nigga misconstrued cause [?]
Cause if it's [?], it's 'cause I'm finna shoot
I got [?] control the globe
What? Is you stupid or something? You supposed to know
I hit you with the fourteen, till your torso explode
Bet you ain't coming back to life like [?]
Eh

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
When it's on, better pop off first
I got a rusty AR to pop louder than a cannon
Fuck your handgun, I pop you with the cannon
Tell your man chill, I hit him with the cannon too
Better fall back nigga, cool off
Just in case you ain't familiar with the feeling of the cannnon
Most never survive the hit from a cannon
One shot'll murder your clique from the cannon

[Outro: Busta Rhymes & Lil Jon]
Gangsta Grillz, bitch
Gangsta Grizzilz
Drama, what up?
[?] what up?
Cannon, what up?
Gangsta Grizzilz
Flipmode, bitch
The Big Bang