Cha Cha ft. Hardini Lyrics

Talkin' crazy, make a nigga do the cha-cha

Pull up on your block with this Ra Ra

Who these niggas think they foolin? on my momma

99 problems you ain't got one

Talkin' crazy, make a nigga do the cha-cha

Pull up on your block with this Ra Ra

Who these niggas think they foolin? on my momma

99 problems you ain't got one

Told a bitch to get it right or get left

I'ma beat the pussy up, no stress

I've been silent for a minute cause I'm runnin' up a check

Baby, throw it to the right and to the left

When a nigga pull up, they don't treat me like the rest

I'm a real hood, baby, I'm the best How you talkin' hella gangster but you walkin' with a vest?

If I say it, I'ma say it with my chest

I remember being lonely, I remember being broke

I remember catching fades and having blood up in my nose

I remember bitches telling me they never finna fold

But it's funny cause they did, I could never trust a soul

I remember being lonely, I remember being broke

I remember catching fades and having blood up in my nose

I remember bitches telling me they never finna fold

But it's funny cause they did, I could never trust a soul

Talkin' crazy, make a nigga do the cha-cha

Pull up on your block with this Ra Ra

Who these niggas think they foolin? on my mama

99 problems, you ain't got one

Talkin' crazy, make a nigga do the cha-cha

Pull up on your block with this Ra Ra

Who these niggas think they foolin? on my mama

99 problems, you ain't got one

I'm a risk taker, matter of fact, your bitch favorite

She see me walkin' in these Jubis, fightin' temptations

We pull up hoggin' everything, we takin' chains and braces

How you ain't gon' catch me with no niggas I won't catch a case with

Ask about me in these streets, bitch, I'm hard body

I won't even ask about you niggas cause you nobody

How you do a bunch of gangsta shit and then turn John Gotti? Swear these niggas think that shit is in them, but they don't got it

Better practice what you preach, nigga, I'm the reverend

Had them hitters go pick up them sticks and creep right through your section

Niggas dissin' on the gang a lot, but they ain't really steppin

All I know is grind, keep it a hundred and lethal weapon

Bitch, you all up in my business, I don't even know you

But I got tricks with this stick that I can really show you

Hate me cause you see me winnin, I got nothin' for you Make a nigga do the cha-cha when I pull up on you, damn

Talking' crazy make a nigga do the cha-cha

Make a nigga do the cha-cha

Watch me pull up with a rara

Talkin' crazy make a nigga do the cha-cha

Pull up on your block with this rara

Who these niggas sir, they foolin?on my mama

99 problems you ain't got one

Talkin' crazy make a nigga do the cha-cha

Pull up on your block with this rara

Who these niggas think they foolin?

On my mama 99 problems you ain't got one