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
Make 'em to fight
You see the I construct
The flows I
It fucked up the party like got bucked
word!
I lays it down like a door mat
Get head in state wherever I toured at
ah spliff
Duh-ty nigga what the
traps
Taking out the cacilac
Smokin'
style chicks in the montreaon
Cracking bar
it
Nigga an averon
Me spliff, be the fucking tailor of my
Fuck what think
Watch a nigga platinum

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

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

(chorus / rhymes):
Ya'll wanna get down
Ya niggas wanna
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 wanna battle
cha cha cha cha cha
Eh, y'all wannna 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 your way
I can hold
You battle blow some lines
Rocks on the top of my wrist
You want
Be the same that hop on the pubic splits
You can't hold
You jealous ya shorty want this
Dig her back out in of my crib
Her man out
On the rare the cloud sh...shut your
you chap 'bout, the same shit
Been on for
The style got you up
Walk wit face ice up
Some cat pulled up in a black
Let me move first so I can park my shit on the
Ya slow get bashed in from q.b. to aspen
I'm for reason
You and should have passed that
Don't ask my age cause the world made me like
Blast a hole in ya face as my nine cock back

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

Ya'll wanna get down
Ya niggas 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, y'all wannna 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...