Luyện nghe bài hát Cha Cha Cha

(intro / star):
Hah...
Rah digga...
star...
Flipmode...
In ya nigga...
You wanna nigga...

(spliff star):
Yo, yo, yo!
It's my to shine and I'm a shine bright
the mic
Get the crowd
'em want to fight
You see the I construct
The I conduct
It fucked up the like somebody got bucked
word!
I lays it down flat a door mat
Get in every state wherever I toured at
Spliff ah
Duh-ty nigga the undisputed
traps
Taking out the cacilac
quan-quan
Doggie chicks in the montreaon
many bar
it
Nigga an averon
Me spliff, be the fucking tailor of my
Fuck what think
a nigga turn platinum

(chorus / rhymes):
Ya'll niggas get down
Ya wanna battle
Eh, what wannna 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 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,
name rahshea
Sweetest had no idea
like that honey flipped three times
With nickles and dime rhymes by the eon
Situation around the way my women
spiffy wit the vendi type linen
Totin'
We got papers staples
Marla
Didn't think I could you
Confrontation now niggas run up
Trying to flex muscle on a tring to come up
Rhymes hotter concrete statues in eygpt
they ass out like they parapilegic
Boy! I got for the brain
You faker them new heads calling me by my nickname
I shatter an ego
I be chick
The wrong niggas gonna be round to see shit

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

Ya'll niggas get down
Ya wanna battle
Eh, 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 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 real party shit if you hold your way
I can hold
You wanna battle blow lines
gleam on the top of my wrist
You this
Be the same dude that hop on the pubic
You hold this
You cause ya shorty want this
Dig her back out in of my crib
Her man out
On the rare the cloud sh...shut your
What you chap 'bout, the shit
Been on for
The got you twist up
wit face ice grilled up
Some cat up in a black surburb
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 spoke and should passed that
Don't ask my age cause the world made me that
Blast a hole in ya face soon as my nine back

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

Ya'll niggas wanna get
Ya niggas wanna
Let's, y'all wannna do
Na 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 cha

(outro / rhymes):
Yeah...
Rah digga...
star...
sham...
Flipmode nigga...
is the deal...
'98 shit...
'99 shit...
shit...
shit...
shit...
Eternal motherfucker...
tuned...