m ready to spit it so whenever, yeah, yeah Gangsta, Cha Cha, Esco, the don, the Gucci princess, ya heard, what Y'all can bounce to this [Cha Cha] Cha Cha
Prevod: Cha Cha. Mamica.
Can't touch clowns, slow slugs down O.G.'s raised me, baby G's praise me Since I'm a G, rep 3 'til I'm swazy Y'all cats fugazi, my shit's crazy Niggas
that's what I'ma do Snoopy D-O-double, or just Big Snoop Doin my thang for y'all, slangin doggs Brangin broads - who else gon' bang for y'all? [Chorus
Y'all know what this is Can I get a little bit of L-O-V-E? Can you spend a little bit of dough on me? Can I get a little bit a ya T-I-M-E? Boy, if you
homeboys ain't the shit 'Cause y'all gonna have to die in this bitch, bitch Lobbin' wit'cha white suits on And dyin' wit'cha motherfuckin' boots on (
you got a whole in your head, lookin' sickly I ain't the one that's getting jacked for his new deuces Or slapped toothless, ya doin' what cha doin'
it happen, ladi de, ladi da When I was a boy I said "Oh" but now I'm a man saying "Ah" Cha cha cha, who knows where the mouth goes Yeah nigga, I'm
) S.O.D. gang with them five star models (BOOM) Lamborghini dashboard (BOOM) that shit is horizontal (BOOM) Fuckin wit'cha boy I got (BOOM) hoes in different countries (BOOM) S.O
in your mouth (All nite cha) Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha ...
Nothings gonna stop, nothings gonna stop Nothings gonna stop me T O N Y Sunshine who taught to gun shy Huh! Goddamn it the Goddamn inflow sick and I'm
It's okay, they gon learn Chi's most wanted bitch wait your turn! Sac full of yum I'm a make that burn Y'all can't smoke none anyway Wild ones,
a mile away Pardon me brotha O it's on, get at me, bitch I'm gon slap the shit Whachu want, drag, cummon, bring all the bitches O it's on, get at me,
lock, hold shit down like Fort Knox Man, knock the rhyme unorthodox What 'cha barely understand, shit I deal with the L.O.X. Give me the props, I'm
fool Y'know Short Dawg ain't afraid and hurt Any bitch I get, you can't take her 'Cos the game is fool-proof Bet'cha momma say I'm tellin' ya true So
I'm jumpin over gates and on top of Corvettes like Tony Dorsett And I bet that 'cha can't catch me though cos donuts make you run slow, y'know But you
