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 the globe
Got these rap chicks to breathe the cough on their toe
Crossing their toes damn fart through their nose
Buckin' that whoa, I they put her project on hold
Few seconds ago, seems like I had your blessings to
Now I'm next and you're and hexing me mo'
You make the call I can school you on becoming a
It ain't hard to find me I'll show you how mommy ball
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

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

[Cha
to face with you, face the case with you
Visit rooms every time the say switch you
To state the truth, a thing I wouldn't do
blaze with you and get your face tattooed
Mistake you I wish I would chase that dude
Wait for dude and let alone lace dude
See too many checks get to many
You're on my neck, you're a guess
I'm too in effect, I'm doing my
Two on my right, two on my
Who under
You got me in the Lex the preps
See checks is peever
Cha spitting the
Don't smoke so imagine if I was hitting the
See mamacita, miss
Spend your visa till you your keys up
Have you higher than
And niggas that Cha know she's livin' la vida loca

All my niggas keep getting paper
Stand your ground let take you
them bitches right dead in the face
And say want to do?
Cha]
All my down broads taking that paper
Stand your ground let break you
them niggas right dead in the face
And say what y'all do, holla

Cha]
So hectic, dealing with least expected
Accepted, problem too late for correction
Exceptions, none given, you just direction
Either exit or take a few keen
This year I hope you I'mma keep me dough
Cha Cha and Chi Chi, yo the ho
Seasoned flow, to get this cheese to marvelous
So get off me, uh get off me
Its small change is what these broads be costing me
They all small time chicks I'm straining to see
Angry with me, don't get mad your man up to me
It's 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 before I do it again

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

All my niggas keep getting that
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
your ground let nobody break you
Look them niggas right in the face
And say what y'all do

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