LRC歌词

[ti:Make It Loud]
[ar:John Cena]
[al:You Can't See Me]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]Make It Loud - WWE/John Cena/Tha Trademarc
[00:03.23]It's the joint baby gotta make it loud
[00:08.01]
[00:15.50]SO LET ME HEAR SOME NOISE FROM THE CROWD
[00:18.93]
[00:47.57]Yeah yeah
[00:48.25]We came to kick the door down it's time to hit the floor now
[00:50.87]Yo we got some sh*t in store now
[00:53.12]So; clap your hands while we let the sax blow
[00:55.56]Not quite KRISPY KREAM but we came to stack dough*******
[00:57.68]We ain't maxed yo we just try and get this money right
[01:00.86]Bills made of Spandex I still keep my money tight
[01:03.42]Never stoppin all I see is the money like
[01:05.73]The kid on the mic is too +Raw+ for your Monday night
[01:08.29]If you got in free or your f**kin cover's paid
[01:10.48]Bounce to this motherf**ker like you was some Rubbermaid
[01:13.22]This ain't that Cristal sippin type sh*t
[01:15.16]It's that bottle breakin startin riot type sh*t
[01:17.71]So jump up and down 'til ya break the floor
[01:19.95]Yo we keep it underground like a basement tour
[01:22.51]East coast reppin stretchin out to L A
[01:25.01]Not double-o-seven but we +Die Another Day+ what
[01:27.51]
[01:47.23]I tear up any track front to back
[01:49.23]Like Roy Jones takin on fifty year-old cats
[01:51.97]Makin comebacks where you at cats spit soft sh*t
[01:54.65]Like whispers and gloves I'm not hearin that
[01:57.27]It's all love maybe if you wanna rub baby
[01:59.59]Anything but that step back lady
[02:01.83]Trademarc John Cena clubbin it up
[02:04.14]We got Chaos on the one and two cuttin it up
[02:06.70]I'm all about laid back don't jock I hate that
[02:09.07]I see through haters games don't mistake that
[02:11.62]I still got love if you buyin our sh*t
[02:13.94]If you claim you hatin us but you ridin our dicks
[02:16.37]Everybody hear the name Marc Predka
[02:18.80]It's gonna ring like an echo for years I never left ya
[02:21.49]All y'all raise your glass to this sh*t
[02:23.73]Cause Trademarc's the head of the class of misfits
[02:26.42]
[02:45.70]We steal your top spot and you not gettin your number back
[02:48.39]Chop down competition like I was a lumberjack
[02:51.13]Clear out the club floor we keep 'em comin back
[02:53.38]Tough to bring down like an overweight runningback
[02:56.12]Yeah - and we blaze 'em baby
[02:58.05]Trademarc John Cena we amazin baby
[03:00.42]Yo we tear up any crew leave a motherf**ker worn
[03:03.23]Y'all are just soft like some Cinemax porn
[03:05.80]I move a crowd like a bomb scare
[03:07.79]Grab the mic when we hittin it right if you want fear
[03:10.66]Some say Trademarc he ain't all there
[03:13.09]We old school like when Sonny was on Cher
[03:15.71]Take it back like a Richard Pyror 8-track
[03:17.96]And grab a chunk of your change like a state tax
[03:20.58]Man please we want platinum plaques
[03:22.51]I want cream green cheddar cheese to grab in stacks
[03:25.19]
[03:43.60]"Chaos on the one and two cuttin it up"
[03:51.08]
[03:59.45]"That's that sh*t "

文本歌词


Make It Loud - WWE/John Cena/Tha Trademarc
It's the joint baby gotta make it loud
SO LET ME HEAR SOME NOISE FROM THE CROWD
Yeah yeah
We came to kick the door down it's time to hit the floor now
Yo we got some sh*t in store now
So; clap your hands while we let the sax blow
Not quite KRISPY KREAM 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**kin cover's paid
Bounce to this motherf**ker like you was some Rubbermaid
This ain't that Cristal sippin type sh*t
It's that bottle breakin startin riot type sh*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-o-seven but we +Die Another Day+ what
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 sh*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 sh*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 sh*t
Cause Trademarc's the head of the class of misfits
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 motherf**ker worn
Y'all are just soft like some Cinemax porn
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
"Chaos on the one and two cuttin it up"
"That's that sh*t "

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