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It's the joint, baby, gotta it loud
So let me hear some noise from the
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It's the joint, baby, gotta it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it
Everybody in the club it loud
And let me hear some from the crowd

It's the joint, baby, gotta make it
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it
Everybody in the club it loud
And let me hear some noise the crowd

Yeah, yeah, we came to the door down
It's time to hit the now, yo, we got some shit in store now
So clap your while we let the sax blow
Not quite green but we came to stack dough

We ain't maxed yo, we try and get this money right
Bills made of Spandex, I still my money tight
Never stoppin', all I see is the money
The kid on the mic is too RAW for your night

If you got in free or your cover's paid
Bounce to this motherfucker you was some rubber made
This ain't that Cristal type shit
that bottle breakin', startin' riot type shit

So jump up and down till ya the floor
Yo, we keep it underground like a tour
East coast reppin', out to L.A.
Not 007 but we 'Die Day', what

the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it
Everybody in the club it loud
And let me hear some noise from the

It's the joint, baby, gotta it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta it loud
Everybody in the club make it
And let me some noise from the crowd

I tear up any track, to back
Like Roy Jones on fifty year-old cats
comebacks, where you at, cats spit soft shit
Like whispers and gloves, I'm not hearin'

all love maybe if you wanna rub, baby
Anythin' but that, step back,
Trademarc, John Cena, it up
We got Chaos on the one and two, it up

I'm all about back, don't jock, I hate that
I see through haters games, mistake that
I got love if you buyin' our shit
If you claim you hatin' us but you our dicks

hear the name, Marc Predka
It's gonna ring like an echo for years, I left ya
All y'all raise your to this shit
'Cause Trademarc's the head of the class of

the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you make it loud
Everybody in the club it loud
And let me hear some from the crowd

It's the joint, baby, gotta make it
Get the point, yo, you make it loud
Everybody in the make it loud
And let me hear some from the crowd

We steal your top spot and you not gettin' your back
Chop competition like I was a lumberjack
Clear out the club floor, we keep 'em back
Tough to bring down like an overweight runnin'

and we blaze 'em, baby
Trademarc, John Cena, we amazin',
Yo, we tear up any crew, a motherfucker worn
Y'all are just soft like Cinemax porn

I move a crowd like a bomb
Grab the mic when we hittin' it right, if you fear
Some say Trademarc, he all there
We old school like when was on Cher

Take it like a Richard Pyror eight-track
And grab a of your change like a state tax
Man please, we want plaques
I want cream, green, cheddar cheese to in stacks

It's the joint, baby, gotta it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it
Everybody in the club make it
And let me hear some noise the crowd

the joint, baby, gotta make it loud
Get the point, yo, you gotta make it
Everybody in the club make it
And let me some noise from the crowd

Chaos on the one and two, it up
Chaos on the one and two, it up
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