Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song C-Walkin Cha Cha Cha, artist - Daz Dillinger.
Date of issue: 30.04.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
C-Walkin Cha Cha Cha |
In a matter of time, pullin out my pistols and bombs |
Me and diggy gettin wiggy wet out of our minds (hey!) |
In a couple of days, switch it up a couple of ways |
In a matter of time, findin out so this world could be mine |
(Kurupt) |
I’ma crack the bolt, snatch all the money and coke |
I’m goin for broke pistols, poppin off from the doe |
I’m launchin 'em all, missiles in the swarm of the war |
Storm, now everybody on the motherf**kin floor |
In five seconds, 'bout to leave, five reasons why |
High on sky, 'bout to blast everythin inside |
I think I’m good at the (?), C-Walkin cha cha cha |
To the bang bang boogie, ha ha! |
(ha ha ha!) |
(Kurupt) |
Nigga we smokin on some bomb bomb, rollin wit my lights off |
Not givin a f**k nigga, Daz and Kurupt nigga |
Pistols 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-shirts |
The Glocks, the dope spots, the curb, the herb |
Swangin, gang-bangin, O.G.'s, double fo’s, six fo’s |
Bitches and hoes, methodone, head up, scramble |
Ridin by high, wit the heaters bout to heat the sky |
I’m about to drop the bomb, nigga load the clip |
(The motherf**kin G’s back up in this bitch) |