Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ John Cena - This is how we roll ------------------------------------------ [Chorus: 2x] Wheels is shinin.. deals we signin.. moneyīs pilin.. Low, this is how we roll [John Cena] Catch me in the black īllac truck with the pickup back The game weak, Iīma pick up slack Hands high like a stick-up jack, fuck your boring rap This East to West coast hittin like Warren Sapp Iīm fully focused, I walk with a purpose Yīall are fuckin clowns, you belong in a circus This is big bidīness, we donīt stop ītil the money home Block shakin more buzz than a honeycomb And Iīm a savage in the booth Iīm on some movement shit, about to rally up the youth Number one seed daddy walkin through the playoffs You better quit rappin īfore I start makin layoffs Fuck a day off, Iīm movin heavy for the payoff You donīt ride to this? We donīt need you, stay off Hate on this? I donīt care what you said Yīall can choke on a shit sandwich with no bread [Chorus] [Tha Trademarc] I donīt smile as such, buddy, ainīt much funny You touchy girlie rappers claimin that you fuckin gully I live poor but look rich, I hit raw, you look bitch You love me, thatīs why you got your style from me Most sayin Marc Predkaīs overconfident Itīs only cause they jeally that my profile is prominent The dominant factor is the money Iīm after Your opinion ainīt mean shit buddy - I ainīt ask ya Itīs gonī be what itīs gonī 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 ītil ya boy is heard mayne Cause alls I got, is my voice and word Sophisticated rapper the dapper lover the don Itīs on baby pah yeah word is bond Cut the check and Iīll rock, every word of the song - what now? [Chorus] [John Cena] Yeah, yeah... yeah I got that velcro flow, Iīll make you stick to this So many zeroes, my monetary is ridiculous A glass of Chardonnay doesnīt whine like you Iīm an Altered Beast with Einsteinīs IQ Plus I shine bright too and I ride right through In a leaned out, old school, skylight blue I donīt think thereīs a player nice Keep your Cristal, Iīm shoot Jagermeister Foot to the floor and you ainīt you keep the pace Throw me a whore and call me Kobe cause you know that Iīma 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 īem to dust makin MCīs disintergrate My name get traffic like the California interstate, what? [Chorus]