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 time to and I'm a shine bright
the mic
Get the crowd
Make 'em to fight
You see the I construct
The flows I
It fucked up the party like got bucked
word!
I it down flat like a door mat
Get head in every state wherever I at
Spliff ah
Duh-ty nigga what the
traps
Taking trip out the
Smokin'
Doggie style chicks in the
Cracking bar
it
Nigga grab an
Me spliff, be the fucking of my fashion
Fuck what niggas
Watch a turn platinum

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

Ya'll wanna get down
Ya niggas wanna
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 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
Just like that honey three times
nickles and dime staking rhymes by the eon
Situation around the way my women
Looking spiffy wit the vendi type
herbals
We got papers like
marples
Didn't think I take you
Confrontation now niggas run up
Trying to flex on a bitch tring to come up
Rhymes hotter than concrete in eygpt
they ass out like they parapilegic
Boy! I got for the brain
You faker than them new heads me by my nickname
I shatter an ego
I be that
The wrong gonna be round to see that shit

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

Ya'll niggas wanna get
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 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

(baby sham):
Get the royal nab and swing my way
On real party shit if you hold your way
I can mine
You wanna battle blow lines
Rocks on the top of my wrist
You want
Be the dude that hop on the pubic splits
You can't this
You cause ya shorty want this
Dig her back out in front of my
Her man out
On the rare the 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 surburb
Let me move first so I can my shit on the curb
Ya moves slow get in from q.b. to aspen
I'm for reason
You spoke and should have passed
Don't ask my age the world made me like that
Blast a hole in ya soon as my nine cock back

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

Ya'll niggas wanna get
Ya wanna battle
Let's, what wannna do
Na cha cha cha cha cha

Ya'll niggas get down
cha cha cha cha cha
Ya wanna battle
cha cha cha cha cha
Eh, y'all 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...