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 world be mine

crack the bolt, snatch all the money and coke
I'm goin' for broke pistols, poppin' off the doe
I'm launchin' 'em all, in the swarm of the war
Storm, now everybody on the motherfuckin'
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 boogie

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

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

What you forgot the chucks, the khaks, the T-shirts
The glocks, the dope spots, the curb, the
Swangin', gang-bangin, O G's, double fo's, six
Bitches and hoes, methodone, up, scramble

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

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 boogie haha

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

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