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 breathe the cough on toe
Crossing their toes near fart through their nose
Buckin' that whoa, I hope put her project on hold
Few seconds ago, seems like I had blessings to flow
Now I'm next and nervous and hexing me mo'
You the call I can school you on becoming a broad
It ain't hard to find me y'all I'll show you how ball
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

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

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

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

[Cha
So hectic, dealing with broads least
Accepted, I'mma problem too late for
Exceptions, none given, you need direction
Either exit or take a few suggestions
This year I hope you know keep me dough
Cha Cha and Chi Chi, yo the ho
Seasoned flow, trying to get cheese 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
It's ain't my fault he at everybody famous he see
Blame it on me, because I want the goodies with gems, no
And ten Timbs, and grain in the Benz
Too many friends, niggas be we friends
If I fool with you daddy, I be dead before I do it

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

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

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