Luyện nghe bài hát What Cha Wanna Do [New Millenium]

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Yeah, yeah,
and So So Def
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
See it stop
Y'all stop, yo

Cha](JD)
Yo I'm killing the flow, I'm promo crossing the
Got these rap chicks scared to the cough on their toe
Crossing their toes damn near through their nose
Buckin' that whoa, I hope they put her on hold
Few seconds ago, seems like I had your blessings to
Now I'm next and nervous and hexing me mo'
You make the I can school you on becoming a broad
It ain't hard to me y'all I'll show you how mommy ball
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

All my niggas keep getting that
your ground let nobody take you
Look them bitches dead in the face
And say want to do?
Cha]
All my down broads keep taking that
Stand your let nobody break you
Look them niggas dead in the face
And say what wanna do, holla

Cha]
Face to with you, face the case with you
rooms every time the state say switch you
To state the truth, probably a thing I do
Except blaze you and get your face tattooed
Mistake you fool I wish I would chase that
Wait for dude and let alone that dude
See too checks get to many banks
You're on my neck, you're just a
I'm too in effect, I'm my best
Two on my right, two on my
Who stress?
You got me in the Lex doing the
See these is peever
Cha spitting the
Don't smoke so if I was hitting the refer
See mamacita, miss
Spend your visa you give your keys up
Have you than chocha
And niggas that know Cha know livin' la vida loca

All my niggas keep getting paper
your ground let nobody take you
Look bitches right dead in the face
And say want to do?
Cha]
All my down broads keep that paper
Stand your let nobody break you
Look them niggas right dead in the
And say what wanna do, holla

Cha]
So hectic, dealing broads least expected
Accepted, I'mma problem too for correction
Exceptions, none given, you just direction
exit or take a few keen suggestions
This year I you know I'mma keep me dough
Cha Cha and Chi Chi, yo the ho
Seasoned flow, trying to get this to marvelous
So get off me, uh get off me
Its small is what these broads should be costing me
They all small chicks that I'm straining to see
Angry me, don't get mad your man came up to me
ain't my fault he holler at everybody famous he see
Blame it on me, I want the goodies with gems, no hoodies
And ten Timbs, and grain wood in the
Too many friends, niggas be assuming we
If I fool with you daddy, I be dead before I do it

All my niggas keep getting that
Stand your let nobody take you
Look them bitches right dead in the
And say what'cha to do?
[Cha
All my down broads taking that paper
Stand ground let nobody break you
Look them right dead in the face
And say what wanna do

All my keep getting that paper
your ground let nobody take you
Look them bitches right in the face
And say what'cha to do?
[Cha
All my down broads keep taking that
Stand your ground let break you
Look them niggas dead in the face
And say y'all wanna do

All my niggas keep getting that
Stand your let nobody take you
Look them bitches right dead in the
And say want to do?
Cha](JD)
All my down broads keep taking that
Stand your let nobody break you
Look them niggas dead in the face
And say what y'all do, holla, holla, holla, holla
(What'cha do?) Holla