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 time to and I'm a shine bright
the mic
Get the hype
Make 'em to fight
You see the I construct
The flows I
It fucked up the like somebody got bucked
word!
I lays it down like a door mat
Get head in every state wherever I at
Spliff ah
Duh-ty nigga the undisputed
traps
Taking out the cacilac
quan-quan
Doggie style chicks in the
Cracking bar
it
Nigga grab an
Me spliff, be the fucking tailor of my
Fuck what niggas
a nigga turn platinum

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

Ya'll niggas get down
Ya niggas battle
Just what y'all do
cha cha cha cha cha

Ya'll niggas 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

(rah digga):
Digga,
name rahshea
Sweetest had no idea
Just like that honey flipped times
With and dime staking rhymes by the eon
Situation around the way my women
Looking wit the vendi type linen
Totin'
We got papers staples
marples
Didn't I could take you
now niggas wanna run up
Trying to flex muscle on a tring to come up
hotter than concrete statues in eygpt
Roll they ass out like they
Boy! I got shit for the
You faker than them new heads calling me by my
I shatter an ego
I be chick
The niggas gonna be round to see that shit

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

Ya'll niggas wanna get
Ya niggas wanna
Eh, y'all wannna do
cha cha cha cha cha

Ya'll wanna 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 blue nab and my way
On some party shit if you hold your way
I can hold
You wanna battle blow lines
gleam on the top of my wrist
You want
Be the same dude that hop on the splits
You hold this
You jealous cause ya shorty want
Dig her back out in front of my
Her man out
On the rare the cloud sh...shut mouth
What you 'bout, the same shit
Been on for
The got you twist up
Walk wit ice grilled up
Some cat pulled up in a black
Let me move first so I can park my on the curb
Ya moves slow get in from q.b. to aspen
I'm short for
You spoke and should have passed
Don't ask my age cause the made me like that
Blast a hole in ya soon as my nine cock back

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

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

niggas 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 cha

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