Cwalkin Cha Cha Cha lyrics

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 motherfuckin floor

In five seconds, `bout to leave, five reasons why

High on sky, `bout to blast everythin inside



[Chorus]

I think I`m good at the (?), C-Walkin cha cha cha

To the bang bang boogie, ha ha! (ha ha ha!)



[Chorus]



[Kurupt]

Nigga we smokin on some bomb bomb, rollin wit my lights off

Not givin a fuck 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 motherfuckin G`s back up in this bitch)



[Chorus] - 4X