Текст песни D.P.G. - C-Walkin Cha Cha Cha
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In a matter of time, pullin out my pistols and bombsMe and diggy gettin wiggy wet out of our minds (hey!)In a couple of days, switch it up a couple of waysIn a matter of time, findin out so this world could be mine[Kurupt]I`ma crack the bolt, snatch all the money and cokeI`m goin for broke pistols, poppin off from the doeI`m launchin `em all, missiles in the swarm of the warStorm, now everybody on the motherfuckin floorIn five seconds, `bout to leave, five reasons whyHigh on sky, `bout to blast everythin inside[Chorus]I think I`m good at the (?), C-Walkin cha cha chaTo the bang bang boogie, ha ha! (ha ha ha!)[Chorus][Kurupt]Nigga we smokin on some bomb bomb, rollin wit my lights offNot givin a fuck nigga, Daz and Kurupt niggaPistols in my right palm, just in case the war`s on (yeah!)Over through the war zone, with calicos and the chrome[Daz] (Kurupt)What you forgot about the chucks, the khaks, the t-shirtsThe glocks, the dope spots, the curb, the herbSwangin, gang-bangin, O.G.`s, double fo`s, six fo`sBitches and hoes, methodone, head up, scrambleRidin by high, wit the heaters bout to heat the skyI`m about to drop the bomb, nigga load the clip(The motherfuckin G`s back up in this bitch)[Chorus] - 4X