"The Cannon" lyrics

[Max B:]
MDB 3
Grease
Owww
What's good its your boy Max Biggavel
About to hit you with this new wave
Get your 50's of sour ready
Get your dubs ready
Got these niggas again Grease
Max Biggaveli, Lazy K
Me and Al Pac got that wave for the streets
Uh, Lets go

You ain't got enough balls to go against
I tote a fifth
Control your bitch, you know the flow is so intense
They be on me screaming out "Max won't you give me some cock"
Peanut butter cockpit watch this
What What rapid gun fire
I'm about to make you rap niggas retire
He tired, leave his ass knee deep
Mines is freaky, yours feeling sleepy
Mines is BB yours is an E-T
My money young but I do what the rookies do
And I got that Milli Vanilli crew, fuck em all
Dust them off
Sons floss in the four
Got the clusters in the bulb
Yea, I'm the big homie
Sip slowly or leave this in the ground
Give you the Nina or the pound
Standing on the block, type icy
D's think the Grand Cru Ice Tea, it might be
Come fight me
I don't know what possessed this nigga to take me lightly

We not the niggas you want to fuck with (heat)
Pop you niggas better duck with skeets
Copped a few licks I'm trying to fuck bitch oww
Oww oww oww
I got a hammer exploded
Cannon reloaded
Just a blink of an eye
Cannon Exploded
Bullets they hit his ass, he frozen
I heard him say "Oww oww oww"

[Al Pac:]
I got these niggas shook
Gotti's back on his grimey shit
Catch a fool slipping, get him stuck for that shiny shit
Black gloves, Black mask go ahead nigga act bad
Pussy's play tough, Ima put them in that black bag
Raised by the drug boys, stick up kids and murderers
Run up on me wrong and my young boys will 'murda ya
Dog I never heard of ya
Hit them with that long fifth
Flee the scene in the six
Hit your bitch with long dick
Life of a Don
Bitch move on some mob shit
Industry said thats why I stick that hard shit
Al Pac and Biggavel fuck what them niggas yell
Got the green light its only right that I give em hell
Riding on you bitch made niggas with a purpose
Times up nigga, Im pulling you out the surface

[Max B:]
We not the niggas you want to fuck with (heat)
Pop you niggas better duck with skeets
Copped a few licks I'm trying to fuck bitch oww
Oww oww oww
I got a hammer exploded
Cannon reloaded
Just a blink of an eye
Cannon Exploded
Bullets they hit his ass, he frozen
I heard him say "Oww oww oww"

[Al Pac:]
That's how we breeze got my eyes low
Riding in the Tahoe
Fucking with them fine hoes
Watching out for five-O
Hoes got that roscoe
Fuck what you niggas heard
Gain Greene money but I do it like I'm flipping birds
In the hood getting birds, tell them what they want to hear
Take them to the spot, give em back shots in the rear
This is Gain Greene
We the team that you niggas fear
Keep screaming out Harlem dog but you never here

[Max B:]
You dont understand
Im a different type of nigga, whore
Fuck this bitch, what you trying to diss the Bigga for
We hit the liquor store
I hit your whore
Block got robbed got more beef than Sycamor
I pick em off, Hit them niggas off
With the work cause its getting hot
Mami let me hit the spot
Let me get the drop, I'll take it in green or in gravy
Know I'm real wavy, baby

We not the niggas you want to fuck with (heat)
Pop you niggas better duck with skeets
Copped a few licks I'm trying to fuck bitch oww
Oww oww oww
I got a hammer exploded
Cannon reloaded
Just a blink of an eye
Cannon Exploded
Bullets they hit his ass, he frozen
I heard him say "Oww oww oww"

Yea I'ma just be myself
Real wavy on this shit like
Me and Al Pac
Yall ain't making no hot joints over there
The Gain Greene boys so consistent
I want to get on top of you like a doggy
Make you scream oww oww oww
The appetizer, fuck with it
Gain Greene bitch
We gain greene
Lazy K
Grease
Fuck with your boy you gotta love me
Wavy all over the joint
Me and Al Pac