Luyện nghe bài hát Cha Cha Cha

(intro / star):
Hah...
Rah digga...
star...
Flipmode...
In ya nigga...
You battle nigga...

(spliff star):
Yo, yo, yo!
It's my to shine and I'm a shine bright
the mic
Get the crowd
'em want to fight
You see the rhymes I
The I conduct
It up the party like somebody got bucked
word!
I lays it flat like a door mat
Get head in every state I toured at
Spliff ah
Duh-ty nigga what the
traps
Taking out the cacilac
quan-quan
Doggie style in the montreaon
many bar
it
Nigga grab an
Me spliff, be the tailor of my fashion
Fuck what think
Watch a turn platinum

(chorus / rhymes):
niggas wanna get down
Ya wanna battle
Eh, y'all wannna do
cha cha cha cha cha

Ya'll wanna get down
Ya niggas wanna
Just what wannna do
cha cha cha cha cha

Ya'll wanna get down
cha cha cha cha cha
Ya wanna battle
cha cha cha cha cha
Eh what y'all do
cha cha cha cha cha
Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha

(rah digga):
Digga,
name rahshea
Sweetest had no idea
Just like honey flipped three times
With nickles and staking rhymes by the eon
Situation around the way my women
Looking wit the vendi type linen
Totin'
We got like staples
Marla
think I could take you
Confrontation now niggas run up
Trying to flex muscle on a bitch tring to up
hotter than concrete statues in eygpt
Roll ass out like they parapilegic
Boy! I got for the brain
You faker them new heads calling me by my nickname
I shatter an ego
I be chick
The wrong gonna be round to see that shit

(chorus / rhymes):
Ya'll niggas get down
Ya niggas battle
Eh, what y'all do
cha cha cha cha cha

Ya'll wanna get down
Ya wanna battle
Eh, what wannna do
cha cha cha cha cha

Ya'll niggas get down
cha cha cha cha cha
Ya niggas battle
cha cha cha cha cha
Eh, what y'all do
cha cha cha cha cha
Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha

(baby sham):
Get the royal nab and swing my way
On some real party shit if you hold way
I can hold
You wanna blow some lines
Rocks on the top of my wrist
You want
Be the same dude that hop on the pubic
You can't hold
You cause ya shorty want this
Dig her back out in front of my
Her man out
On the rare the sh...shut your mouth
you chap 'bout, the same shit
Been on for
The style got you up
Walk wit face ice up
cat pulled up in a black surburb
Let me move first so I can park my shit on the
Ya moves slow get in from q.b. to aspen
I'm for reason
You spoke and should have that
Don't ask my age the world made me like that
Blast a hole in ya face soon as my nine cock

(chorus / rhymes):
Ya'll niggas get down
Ya niggas wanna
Eh, what y'all do
cha cha cha cha cha

Ya'll niggas wanna get
Ya niggas wanna
Let's, what y'all do
Na cha cha cha cha cha

niggas wanna get down
cha cha cha cha cha
Ya niggas wanna
cha cha cha cha cha
Eh, what y'all do
cha cha cha cha cha
Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha

(outro / rhymes):
Yeah...
Rah digga...
star...
sham...
Flipmode nigga...
is the deal...
'98 shit...
'99 shit...
shit...
shit...
shit...
Eternal motherfucker...
tuned...