Luyện nghe bài hát C-Walkin Cha Cha Cha

In a matter of time, out my pistols and bombs
Me and gettin' wiggy wet out of our minds
In a couple of days, it up a couple of ways
In a matter of time, findin' out so this could be mine

I'ma crack the bolt, snatch all the money and
I'm goin' for broke pistols, off from the doe
I'm launchin' 'em all, in the swarm of the war
Storm, now everybody on the floor
In seconds, 'bout to leave, five reasons why
High on sky, 'bout to blast everythin'

I think, I'm at the alabara
cha cha cha
To the bang bang daha

I think, I'm at the alabara
cha cha cha
To the bang bang boogie

Nigga, we smokin' on some bomb, bomb, wit my lights off
Not givin' a fuck nigga, Daz and Kurupt
Pistols in my right palm, in case the war's on, yeah
Over through the war zone with and the chrome

What you forgot about the chucks, the khaks, the
The glocks, the spots, the curb, the herb
Swangin', gang-bangin, O G's, fo's, six fo's
Bitches and hoes, methodone, head up,

Ridin' by high wit the heaters bout to the sky
I'm about to drop the bomb, nigga the clip
The G's back up in this bitch

I think, I'm good at the
cha cha cha
To the bang boogie daha

I think, I'm good at the
cha cha cha
To the bang bang haha

I think, I'm at the alabara
cha cha cha
To the bang boogie daha

I think, I'm at the alamara
cha cha cha
To the bang bang haha