Luyện nghe bài hát Cha Cha Cha

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

(spliff star):
Yo, yo, yo!
It's my to shine and I'm a shine bright
the mic
Get the crowd
Make 'em to fight
You see the rhymes I
The flows I
It fucked up the party like got bucked
word!
I lays it down flat a door mat
Get head in every state wherever I at
Spliff ah
Duh-ty nigga the undisputed
Counting
Taking trip out the
quan-quan
Doggie style chicks in the
many bar
it
Nigga an averon
Me spliff, be the fucking of my fashion
Fuck what niggas
Watch a nigga turn

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

Ya'll wanna get down
Ya niggas battle
what y'all wannna do
cha cha cha cha cha

Ya'll niggas get down
cha cha cha cha cha
Ya wanna battle
cha cha cha cha cha
Eh what wannna 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 flipped times
With and dime staking rhymes by the eon
around the way with my women
Looking spiffy wit the vendi linen
Totin'
We got papers like
Marla
Didn't think I could you
now niggas wanna run up
Trying to muscle on a bitch tring to come up
Rhymes hotter than concrete statues in
they ass out like they parapilegic
Boy! I got shit for the
You faker than them new calling me by my nickname
I shatter an ego
I be chick
The wrong niggas gonna be round to see that

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

Ya'll niggas wanna get
Ya niggas wanna
Eh, what y'all do
cha cha cha cha cha

Ya'll niggas wanna get
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 some real party shit if you hold way
I can hold
You battle blow some lines
gleam on the top of my wrist
You want
Be the same that hop on the pubic splits
You can't hold
You jealous 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 'bout, the same shit
on for chris
The got you twist up
Walk wit face ice up
Some cat pulled up in a surburb
Let me move first so I can park my shit on the
Ya moves get bashed in from q.b. to aspen
I'm short for
You spoke and should have passed
Don't ask my age cause the made me like that
Blast a hole in ya face soon as my nine cock

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

Ya'll niggas wanna get
Ya niggas wanna
Let's, what y'all 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, 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...