Cannon lyrics

[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah
You n*ggas be acting like n*ggas don't still carey their own ratches and sh*t
Busta Rhymes, T.I., n*gga

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Ayo, back with strong arm rap, n*gga, ignorant street sh*t
Brand new crack, on your [?]
Ready to go, no sleeping, new sh*t
Hit these n*ggas like lead pipe [?] now n*gga
Speaking of which, I slap motherf*ckers
When you down [?], flatten motherf*ckers
[?] with the five [?], blacken motherf*ckers
When I'm finished, bet you wonder what happen, motherf*cker
No shorts, n*ggas report, that's what you better do
[?] to you, or getting the squad to your funeral
Make you n*ggas crazy 'til you're boarderline cynical
Critical, on top of my game, I'm at my pinnacle
[?] n*ggas running the street, me in my physical
[?] spit, making them see I'm unbelievably lyrical
Making n*ggas spaz 'til everybody hysterical
n*ggas 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
f*ck your handgun, I pop you with the cannon
Tell your man chill, I hit him with the cannon too
Better fall back n*gga, 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 b*tch, please believe we
Bust four fifths like them n*ggas on TV
n*ggas talk greezy, but they don't wanna see me
Hopping out squeeze three, and then there go GP
Try to muscle me, n*gga please, who the hell are you?
Shut your f*cking 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
n*ggas lip lose, [?] pus*y n*ggas bullet proof
Don't get a n*gga 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
f*ck your handgun, I pop you with the cannon
Tell your man chill, I hit him with the cannon too
Better fall back n*gga, 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, b*tch
Gangsta Grizzilz
Drama, what up?
[?] what up?
Cannon, what up?
Gangsta Grizzilz
Flipmode, b*tch
The Big Bang