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Versuri John Cena feat Tha Trademarc - Make it loud

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[John Cena at a live show]

It's the joint baby, GOTTA MAKE IT LOUD [crowd cheers]


[Tazz] That's noise!

[Chorus 2X: John Cena]

It's the joint baby, gotta make it loud

Get the point yo you gotat make it loud

Everybody in the club make it loud


[John Cena]

Yeah, yeah

We came to kick the door down, it's time to hit the floor now

Yo... we got some s***t in store now

So; clap your hands while we let the sax blow

Not quite crispy green, but we came to stack dough

We ain't maxed yo, we just try and get this money right

Bills made of Spandex, I still keep my money tight

Never stoppin, all I see is the money like

the kid on the mic is too +Raw+ for your Monday night

If you got in free, or your f***n cover's paid

Bounce to this m*********r like you was some Rubbermaid

This ain't that Cristal sippin type s***t

It's that bottle breakin, startin riot type s***t

So jump up and down 'til ya break the floor

Yo we keep it underground like a basement tour

East coast reppin, stretchin out to L. A.

Not double oh seven but we +Die Another Day+, what


[Tha Trademarc]

I tear up any track, front to back

Like Roy Jones takin on fifty year-old cats

makin comebacks, where you at, cats spit soft s***t

like whispers and gloves, I'm not hearin that

It's all love maybe if you wanna rub baby

Anything but that, step back lady

Trademarc, John Cena, clubbin it up

We got Chaos on the one and two, cuttin it up

I'm all about laid back, don't jock, I hate that

I see through haters games, don't mistake that

I still got love if you buyin our s***t

If you claim you hatin us, but you ridin our dicks

Everybody hear the name, Marc Predka

It's gonna ring like an echo for years, I never left ya

All y'all raise your glass to this s***t

Cause Trademarc's the head of the class of misfits


[John Cena]

We steal your top spot, and you not gettin your number back

Chop down competition like I was a lumberjack

Clear out the club floor, we keep 'em comin back

Tough to bring down like an overweight runningback

Yeah - and we blaze 'em baby

Trademarc, John Cena, we amazin baby

Yo we tear up any crew, leave a m*********r worn

Y'all are just soft like some Cinemax porn

[Tha Trademarc]

I move a crowd like a bomb scare

Grab the mic when we hittin it right, if you want fear

Some say Trademarc, he ain't all there

We old school like when Sonny, was on Cher

Take it back like a Richard Pyror 8-track

And grab a chunk of your change like a state tax

Man please, we want platinum plaques

I want cream, green, cheddar cheese, to grab in stacks


[scratching Trademarc to fade]

"Chaos on the one and two, cuttin it up"

"That's that s***t! "

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