John Cena by Kidd Adamz Lyrics
I don't wanna talk to you
I rather take off with my partner yeah
This summer we forecast alot of paper
Your girl wanna see me on top of her
Just lobster and shrimp no tilapia
Suits at the dinner table like the mafia
We one of of a kind you can't copy us
I peep you boys tryna copy us, huh
They wanna know how a nigga livin'
They got my cuz' in the penitentiary
They got me thinkin' bout makin' millions
Dream of the day when he leavin' prison
I got two auntie's with breast cancer
My older cousin got heart failure
Goin' through life like it's all player
Still in the field like thе ball players
I make you run like you, huh
Run mе them coins, yeah
2,000 just to perform, yeah
I had to run up the funds, yeah
Dress it up like Comicon, yeah
My nigga slime you better cut the head
Draco shoot him in the motherfuckin' dreads
Redbone bitch take him off the edge
Drop the pin and then we takin' off again
But this ain't no Smokey beat
My young nigga said he wanna hold the heat
21 ready to catch a body
So watch how you niggas approachin' me
I keep the heater it's close to me
Don't come around think you could joke with me
Who the fuck you niggas supposed to be, huh, straight up
I'm really not feeling these new niggas
Gettin' old money with old heads
Bad yellow bitch and she bow-legged
But she ride on my dick like a moped
I never stay for too long though
I still lay up like I'm Rondo
Beat up the box like a combo
Keep her grass trimmed like a lawn mower
We kept the cash on us but it never would last on us, yeah
So we ran it back up, yeah we got all that cash up, huh
See it took a while homie now that money gon' pile homie, yeah
Heard they wanna clap us but they know that we strapped up
Don't make a dumb decision
Niggas round me they got dumb precision
Nigga like me I turn up with killers
Anti-social I don't fuck with niggas
All black the color that gang shit
Me and my dog fucked the same bitch
A slutty lil' bitch who she came with
Shootin' a shot that I can't miss
Can't front man I need all the back end
Smack that lil' bitch on the back end
Rockin' all black with my black friends
She gave me brain like a CAT scan
Hungry lil' nigga I came from the bottom
Ain't nothin' like starvin' and huntin' for food
Come actin' soft and you might end up hardened or dead
Cause these niggas got nothing' to lose
And something to prove when it come to them tools
Deep in the cut with a gun in my True's
Pockets on empty like nigga just let me find you slippin'
That give me somethin' to do
Flexin' a stretch of them tens that you got on your hustle
Like nigga you stuntin' for who?
Gave my big homie a play and he said we gon' run it
So that mean we comin' for you
Ain't got no time for no talkin' just know that we stalkin'
You niggas and scopin' the scene
All of my shooters is sober when shootin'
They don't need a pill or to roll on a bean
I'm the only one that roll on my team
Molly, Xans, lean, whole lotta grean
Drippin' codeine all on my jeans
Triple OG it's all in my genes
6029, you know that's the team
I rather take off with my partner yeah
This summer we forecast alot of paper
Your girl wanna see me on top of her
Just lobster and shrimp no tilapia
Suits at the dinner table like the mafia
We one of of a kind you can't copy us
I peep you boys tryna copy us, huh
They wanna know how a nigga livin'
They got my cuz' in the penitentiary
They got me thinkin' bout makin' millions
Dream of the day when he leavin' prison
I got two auntie's with breast cancer
My older cousin got heart failure
Goin' through life like it's all player
Still in the field like thе ball players
I make you run like you, huh
Run mе them coins, yeah
2,000 just to perform, yeah
I had to run up the funds, yeah
Dress it up like Comicon, yeah
My nigga slime you better cut the head
Draco shoot him in the motherfuckin' dreads
Redbone bitch take him off the edge
Drop the pin and then we takin' off again
But this ain't no Smokey beat
My young nigga said he wanna hold the heat
21 ready to catch a body
So watch how you niggas approachin' me
I keep the heater it's close to me
Don't come around think you could joke with me
Who the fuck you niggas supposed to be, huh, straight up
I'm really not feeling these new niggas
Gettin' old money with old heads
Bad yellow bitch and she bow-legged
But she ride on my dick like a moped
I never stay for too long though
I still lay up like I'm Rondo
Beat up the box like a combo
Keep her grass trimmed like a lawn mower
We kept the cash on us but it never would last on us, yeah
So we ran it back up, yeah we got all that cash up, huh
See it took a while homie now that money gon' pile homie, yeah
Heard they wanna clap us but they know that we strapped up
Don't make a dumb decision
Niggas round me they got dumb precision
Nigga like me I turn up with killers
Anti-social I don't fuck with niggas
All black the color that gang shit
Me and my dog fucked the same bitch
A slutty lil' bitch who she came with
Shootin' a shot that I can't miss
Can't front man I need all the back end
Smack that lil' bitch on the back end
Rockin' all black with my black friends
She gave me brain like a CAT scan
Hungry lil' nigga I came from the bottom
Ain't nothin' like starvin' and huntin' for food
Come actin' soft and you might end up hardened or dead
Cause these niggas got nothing' to lose
And something to prove when it come to them tools
Deep in the cut with a gun in my True's
Pockets on empty like nigga just let me find you slippin'
That give me somethin' to do
Flexin' a stretch of them tens that you got on your hustle
Like nigga you stuntin' for who?
Gave my big homie a play and he said we gon' run it
So that mean we comin' for you
Ain't got no time for no talkin' just know that we stalkin'
You niggas and scopin' the scene
All of my shooters is sober when shootin'
They don't need a pill or to roll on a bean
I'm the only one that roll on my team
Molly, Xans, lean, whole lotta grean
Drippin' codeine all on my jeans
Triple OG it's all in my genes
6029, you know that's the team