Chain Gang Is the Click John Cena & Tha Trademarc
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[Hook x2]
We fight together, we ride together
Right now we gonna get loud together
Chain Gang is the click
Its Trademarc the truth
This is Basic Thuganomics
I'm raining fire like Apache helicopters
[Verse 1: John Cena]
Prepare for the worst we commin' thunderin'
Opposition wonderin' how they get the drop on us
We set up and lock corners try to put a stop on us
We react so quick the 5-0 couldn't even call the cops on us
Steady put the rocks on us but my chain stay still
Still my name stay real spit the flame they feel
I know the game take skill that why the brains stay ill
We bout to change the deal keep the champagne chilled
We sippin' sleek, bitch, with the moët rose
Y'all belly meatin' beef and nothing but Bologna foes
Your phony flows we stopping your rise
We own the game y'all is leasing with the option to buy
Your flight been delayed kid you not gonna fly
We got the army throw your hands to the sky
This is Chain Gang, bitch, don't bother to check us
Y'all don't got to like us but you gon' respect us, motherfucker
We fight together, we ride together
Right now we gonna get loud together
Chain Gang is the click
Its Trademarc the truth
This is Basic Thuganomics
I'm raining fire like Apache helicopters
[Verse 1: John Cena]
Prepare for the worst we commin' thunderin'
Opposition wonderin' how they get the drop on us
We set up and lock corners try to put a stop on us
We react so quick the 5-0 couldn't even call the cops on us
Steady put the rocks on us but my chain stay still
Still my name stay real spit the flame they feel
I know the game take skill that why the brains stay ill
We bout to change the deal keep the champagne chilled
We sippin' sleek, bitch, with the moët rose
Y'all belly meatin' beef and nothing but Bologna foes
Your phony flows we stopping your rise
We own the game y'all is leasing with the option to buy
Your flight been delayed kid you not gonna fly
We got the army throw your hands to the sky
This is Chain Gang, bitch, don't bother to check us
Y'all don't got to like us but you gon' respect us, motherfucker
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