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LETRA
This is how we roll [Chorus: 2x] Wheels is shinin.. deals we signin.. money´s pilin.. Low, this is how we roll [John Cena] Catch me in the black ´llac truck with the pickup back The game weak, I´ma pick up slack Hands high like a stick-up jack, f*** your boring rap This East to West coast hittin like Warren Sapp I´m fully focused, I walk with a purpose Y´all are fuc*** clowns, you belong in a circus This is big bid´ness, we don´t stop ´til the money home Block shakin more buzz than a honeycomb And I´m a savage in the booth I´m on some movement shit, about to rally up the youth Number one seed daddy walkin through the playoffs You better quit rappin ´fore I start makin layoffs F*** a day off, I´m movin heavy for the payoff You don´t ride to this? We don´t need you, stay off Hate on this? I don´t care what you said Y´all can choke on a shit sandwich with no bread [Chorus] [Tha Trademarc] I don´t smile as such, buddy, ain´t much funny You touchy girlie rappers claimin that you fuc*** gully I live poor but look rich, I hit raw, you look bitch You love me, that´s why you got your style from me Most sayin Marc Predka´s overconfident It´s only cause they jeally that my profile is prominent The dominant factor is the money I´m after Your opinion ain´t mean shit buddy - I ain´t ask ya It´s gon´ be what it´s gon´ be It is what it is and was what it was so watch ya wordplay Trademarc lay you where the buzzards and birds play I write rhymes ´til ya boy is heard mayne Cause alls I got, is my voice and word Sophisticated rapper the dapper lover the don It´s on baby pah yeah word is bond Cut the check and I´ll rock, every word of the song - what now? [Chorus] [John Cena] Yeah, yeah... yeah I got that velcro flow, I´ll make you stick to this So many zeroes, my monetary is ridiculous A glass of Chardonnay doesn´t whine like you I´m an Altered Beast with Einstein´s IQ Plus I shine bright too and I ride right through In a leaned out, old school, skylight blue I don´t think there´s a player nice Keep your Cristal, I´m shoot Jagermeister Foot to the floor and you ain´t you keep the pace Throw me a whore and call me Kobe cause you know that I´ma beat the case I buy some land, and never even see the place Vegeterian chicks, go on givin meat a taste Throw away money like I hate on loot Copped your CD it sounds great on mute Words turn ´em to dust makin MC´s disintergrate My name get traffic like the California interstate, what? [Chorus]
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