John Cena - This Is How We Roll Lyrics
[Chorus: repeat 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 backThe game weak, I'ma pick up slackHands high like a stick-up jack, ***** your boring rapThis East to West coast hittin like Warren SappI'm fully focused, I walk with a purposeY'all are *****in clowns, you belong in a circusThis is big bid'ness, we don't stop 'til the money homeBlock shakin more buzz than a honeycombAnd I'm a savage in the boothI'm on some movement shit, about to rally up the youthNumber one seed daddy walkin through the playoffsYou better quit rappin 'fore I start makin layoffs***** a day off, I'm movin heavy for the payoffYou don't ride to this? We don't need you, stay offHate on this? I don't care what you saidY'all can choke on a shit sandwich with no bread[Chorus][Tha Trademarc]I don't smile as such, buddy, ain't much funnyYou touchy girlie rappers claimin that you *****in gullyI live poor but look rich, I hit raw, you look *****You love me, that's why you got your style from meMost sayin Marc Predka's overconfidentIt's only cause they jeally that my profile is prominentThe dominant factor is the money I'm afterYour opinion ain't mean shit buddy - I ain't ask yaIt's gon' be what it's gon' beIt is what it is and was what it was so watch ya wordplayTrademarc lay you where the buzzards and birds playI write rhymes 'til ya boy is heard mayneCause alls I got, is my voice and wordSophisticated rapper the dapper lover the donIt's on baby pah yeah word is bondCut the check and I'll rock, every word of the song - what now?[Chorus][John Cena]Yeah, yeah... yeahI got that velcro flow, I'll make you stick to thisSo many zeroes, my monetary is ridiculousA glass of Chardonnay doesn't whine like youI'm an Altered Beast with Einstein's IQPlus I shine bright too and I ride right throughIn a leaned out, old school, skylight blueI don't think there's a player niceKeep your Cristal, I'm shoot JagermeisterFoot to the floor and you ain't you keep the paceThrow me a whore and call me Kobe cause you know that I'ma beat the caseI buy some land, and never even see the placeVegeterian chicks, go on givin meat a tasteThrow away money like I hate on lootCopped your CD it sounds great on muteWords turn 'em to dust makin MC's disintergrateMy name get traffic like the California interstate, what?[Chorus]
