Chain Gang Is the Click John Cena

[Chorus] We fight together we ride together right now we live together chain gang is the click its trade mark the truth it's a basic thuganomics im raining fire like apache helicopters We fight together

John Cena John Cena

Word Life This is Basic Thuganomics This is ba-Basic Thuganomics Word Life I'm untouchable but I'm forcing you to feel me Word Life This is bas-Basic thuga-thuga-Thuganomics Word Life I'm untouchable

John Cena Smack Down!

Word Life This is Basic Thuganomics This is ba-Basic Thuganomics Word Life I'm untouchable but I'm forcing you to feel me Word Life This is bas-Basic thuga-thuga-Thuganomics Word Life I'm untouchable

We Didn't Want You to Know John Cena

If you don't know by now, we runnin the game Neck froze, got a mill' on the chain Show respect to Cen' and Trade Cut the check, believe we're paid Y'all waitin for the single to drop Look down on

Don`t Fuck With Us John Cena

We keep it hoppin like the cars with the shocks We spittin heat on your block We new to the game, but runnin the spot Numbin your knot, with basslines that'll make ya neck break This rook'll take your

Don't Fuck With Us John Cena

We keep it hoppin like the cars with the shocks We spittin heat on your block We new to the game, but runnin the spot Numbin your knot, with basslines that'll make ya neck break This rook'll take your

Just Another Day John Cena

This is just another day in the life Seven flight connectors - past due bill collectors This is just another day in the life Mo' money mo' problems - and I ain't got money to solve 'em This is just

Running Game John Cena

We roll by in the pimp ride (then we) Walk through with the pimp slide (y'all know me) Crew heavy on the thick side Everybody feelin this, y'all know we serious [John Cena] I'll be makin you move

Time Is Now John Cena

Your time is up, my time is now You can't see me, my time is now It's the franchise, boy I'm shinin now You can't see me, my time is now!

Word Life John Cena

Word Life This is Basic Thuganomics This is ba-Basic Thuganomics Word Life I'm untouchable but I'm forcing you to feel me Word Life This is bas-Basic thuga-thuga-Thuganomics Word Life I'm untouchable

This Is How We Roll John Cena

Low, this is how we roll [John Cena] Catch me in the black 'llac truck with the pickup back The game weak, I'ma pick up slack Hands high like a stick-up jack, fuck your boring rap This East to West

Basic Thugonomics John Cena

[Chorus: John Cena - scratched by DJ Chaos] Word life! This is basic thugonomics This is ba-basic thugomoics Word life!

The Time Is Now John Cena

Your time is up, my time is now You can't see me, my time is now It's the franchise, boy I'm shinin now You can't see me, my time is now!

my time is now John Cena

Your time is up, my time is now You can't see me, my time is now It's the franchise, boy I'm shinin now You can't see me, my time is now!

Untouchables (With Contribution Antonio Hardy) John Cena

The Untouchable cat who's style is right, I could be mistaken for the smooth and silent type, My violence bites tight like it was vampire teeth, I'm hammerin chief homos with beef get put to sleep,

Know the Red John Cena

Y'all know the rep, yeah, listen My name is Bumpy Knuckles, I write that fuckin flame And kill for the right price I got a buckin name My forty caliber too fresh, stuck in aim We roll like 18 wheelers

Untouchables John Cena

John Cena] The untouchable cat whose style is right I can be mistaken for the smooth and silent type My violence bites tight like it was vampire's teeth I'm hammerin chief, opponents with beef, you're

Bad, Bad Man John Cena

the role and you plannin to fold This the masterplan, we got the planet on hold We all over the streets like your favorite sneaker Breakin up your sound like a drive-through speaker Everything that

bad bad man John Cena

help but nod your head to the trackFuck the watered down rap, we be takin it backGive it to me straight - ain't no chasin itCheck yourself in the mirror - ain't no facin it Cause you, playin the role

Keep Frontin' John Cena

frontin, keep frontin, keep frontin, keep frontin [Bumpy Knuckles] Yo Right now I wanna teach all you MC's out there How to be Effective Let's ride [Bumpy Knuckles] Do y'all know what time it is

If It All Ended Tomorrow John Cena

Uh, this is how it go down I have the black-pound-silence so it don't make sound I pile a 150 outta town, aint nobody around Im in the back seat breakin it down My love has been a past week dawg lately

What Now John Cena

I... will get by Touch the sky, time to fly, 'til we die [Tha Trademarc] For what it's worth I see the purpose of life I see below the surface and the version that you know and hold is not right Hahaha

Beantown John Cena

It's John Cena baby, and we heatin up the Beanpot Big up Boston, you know the whole team hot Yo we fresh, y'all a little bit stale And we 'bout to make it ugly just like Kevin McHale Cena takin over

Make It Loud John Cena

[Chorus 2X: John Cena] It's the joint baby, gotta make it loud Get the point yo you gotat make it loud Everybody in the club make it loud SO LET ME HEAR SOME NOISE FROM THE CROWD [John Cena] Yeah

Flow Easy John Cena

Flow easy, yo Yo, yo, for the hood (for the hood) Everybody flow easy, ha ha, so easy Yo, listen For the corrupt mob, John Cena, Trademarc, listen I embarass MC's who touch the mic with me That's

Chain Gang Sam Cooke

Ho ha ho ha I hear somethin\' sayin\' Ho ha ho ha Ho ha ho ha Well don\'t you know That\'s the sound of the men Workin\' on the chain gang That\'s the sound of the men Workin\' on the chain gang

Chain Gang The Persuasions

(Well, don't you know) That's the sound of the men working on the chain ga-a-ang That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang All day long they're singin' (hooh! aah!) (hooh! aah!)

Chain Gang The L.O.X.

looking for the Hee Haw Lads is sweatin' us, we are four of the baddest I'm the one that go stick you for all the cabage The icon, doing this shit since Stride-on Perpitrating ass niggas like you,

Right Now John Cena

[John Cena] Yeah You can't help but feel it Can't help but feel this one Uh-huh uh yeah Excuse me for a minute while I lighten the mood Just clap with me like the lightning do, yeah

Summer Flings John Cena

come out of nothin It was just another typical day in the summer Me, Trademarc, Crouch and my little brother We put the whips out, we cruise up to the strip man Three wheel motion killin fools like

Chain Gang Otis Redding

That's the sound of the men They are working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men They are working on the chain gang That's the sound of the men They are working on the chain gang All day long

Chain Gang Johnny Cash

way it looks I'll probably hang cause there ain't no hope on a chain gang I dig that ditch I chop that corn I curse the day that I was born I believe it's better for a man to hang than to work like

Chain Gang Danni Leigh

Chain gang, chain gang Oh, turn me loose Why don't you set me free Of heartache and blues Well, he's gone, he's gone I can't stand the pain Set me free, turn me loose Chain gang, chain gang Well, I'm G

Chain Gang (Remastered) Sam Cooke

the men working on the chain gang All day long they're singin' (hooh aah) (hooh aah) (hooh aah) (hooh aah) (Well don't you know) That's the sound of the men working on the chain ga-a-ang

Chain Gangbs Bobby Rydell

They put me on the chain gang, chain gang, chain gang; Workin' on a chain gang al-ll-all day, They put me on the chain gang, chain gang, chain gang; slavin' on a chaing gang e-e-e-e-e-e-e-ver'y day

John Henry Eric Darling

John Henry, when he was a baby Settin' on his mammy's knee Picked up an hammer in his little right hand Said, Hammer be the death of me, me, me Hammer be the death of me Some say he's born in Texas Some

Chain Gang Afrojack

Whole gang, old man, old school, young jam Whole gang, old man, old school, young jam Whole gang, old man, old school, young jam All black, MSN, still screamin' out that chain gang Let's get it Let's get

My Ninjas 2 Fleeky Bang

YEAH YEAH EVERY OPPS SHOT YEAH YEAH, SUCK MY D*CK PUT HIM IN THE BOX, GANG, GANG GANG GANG MY NINJAS PT 2, YEAH YEAH FLEEKY MOVE OPPY HOP OUT V, THEY KNOW WHAT I DID I SEE A OPP, TRAY GOIN TO CLICK INTERNET

John Cena (feat. Sad Frosty) DC The Don

DJ Flippp, m-make the money flip (Brr) [Chorus: DC The Don] Okay, juice fuck me up Lick me up, oh yes, I'm speedy, bitch (Ayy) Two liter cup, pour me up Oh lord, I'm needy, bitch (Yeah) I wan' fuck with

Ball and Chain Elton John

Ball and Chain Music by Elton John Lyrics by Gary Osborne Available on the album Jump Up I got a ball and chain hanging around my heart You were the one to blame for tearing my world apart I

I'm Free From The Chain Gang Now (Album Ver.) Johnny Cash

I got rid of the shackles that bound me and the guards that were always around me There were tears on the mail mother wrote me in jail But I'm free from the chain gang now All the years I was known and

Sabotage (Explicit Album Ver.) Gang Starr

[DJ Premier scratching] "I want the public to know.. what goes on" "I mean, look at the situation - be real" [Verse One: Guru] The names have been changed to protect the innocent Each step is intricate

Ball & Chain (Remastered 2003) Elton John

I got a ball and chain hanging around my heart You were the one to blame for tearing my world apart I got a heart so true, you got a heart of ice A little more love from you, it could have been paradise

Click, Click, Click, Click Bishop Allen

I had ducked out of the rain Into Maria's wedding day And I sat there with her friends And with her family And I was happy I wasn't someone they'd invite And I didn't know the groom Or know the bride But

Gotta Have It (Feat. Peedi Peedi, Twista) Beanie Sigel

Mack is back Chad, Chad West on track [Chorus 1 - Peedi Crakk] I Gotta Have It! Shot out to my be -boy Beans And my S.P. chain gang, doin the damn thing I Gotta Have It!

Livin` On A Chain Gang Skid Row

A hungry politician is the wolf that's at the door Hell-bent on submission and feedin' on the poor We could stare into the sun if we would open up our eyes But we paint ourselves into a corner colored

John Henry Sonny Terry

When John Henry was a little baby, sitting on his daddy's knee, Pointed he figured out a little piece of steel, "Steel's gonna be the death of me, Lord, Lord, steel's gonna be the death of me, Well

Mug Shot (Feat. Sirah) MAX

So put your hands in the air Cause this is a stick up It's time to get up I'm taking over tonight Put your hands In the air Cause this is shake down I'll take you down town Sing it like chain gang So put

Mug Shot MAX

So put your hands in the air Cause this is a stick up It's time to get up I'm taking over tonight So put your hands in the air Cause this is shake down I'll take you down town Sing it like chain

Chain Fleetwood Mac

Written by Lindsey Buckingham, Stevie Nicks, Mick Fleetwood, Christine McVie, and John McVie.