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 shine and I'm a bright
the mic
Get the crowd
Make 'em want to
You see the I construct
The I conduct
It fucked up the party like somebody got
word!
I lays it down like a door mat
Get in every state wherever I toured at
ah spliff
Duh-ty nigga the undisputed
Counting
trip out the cacilac
Smokin'
Doggie chicks in the montreaon
Cracking bar
it
Nigga grab an
Me spliff, be the fucking tailor of my
what niggas think
Watch a turn platinum

(chorus / rhymes):
Ya'll wanna get down
Ya niggas wanna
Eh, what y'all 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 wanna get down
cha cha cha cha cha
Ya niggas wanna
cha cha cha cha cha
Eh y'all wannna 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 nickles and dime rhymes by the eon
Situation around the way with my
Looking wit the vendi type linen
Totin'
We got papers like
marples
Didn't think I could 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 parapilegic
Boy! I got for the brain
You faker than them new heads calling me by my
I shatter an ego
I be chick
The wrong gonna be round to see that shit

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

Ya'll wanna get down
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 wanna
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 blue nab and my way
On some real party shit if you hold way
I can mine
You battle blow some lines
Rocks gleam on the top of my
You want
Be the dude that hop on the pubic splits
You can't this
You jealous cause ya shorty want
Dig her back out in front of my
Her man out
On the the cloud sh...shut your mouth
What you chap 'bout, the shit
on for chris
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 moves get bashed in from q.b. to aspen
I'm for reason
You spoke and should passed that
Don't ask my age the world made me like that
Blast a hole in ya face as my nine cock back

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

Ya'll niggas wanna get
cha cha cha cha cha
Ya niggas battle
cha cha cha cha cha
Eh, what 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...