Cha Cha Lyrics – Ptazeta
Singer: Ptazeta
Title: Cha Cha
Foyone en la casa, loco
Foyone (Uh)
‘Tamo en la casa
Ahora si estamo’ en la casa
Vigilia con Pedro y los rifles de caza
Ellos lucrando agarrando a la masa
Fumando el negro y yo fumo melaza
Pini me lanza, me se la danza
Tiro del carro, aunque a vece’ me cansa
Bien se meten, si no parte la danza
Tengo a los míos repartiendo grasa, sit down
Vivo la peli en chándal, me bajo a la plaza en chándal
Una homie de verdad, no randal
Voy a cien quemando la llanta
Mmm, cha-cha, cha-cha
Si bajo mi tinte, escacha
Mmm, cha-cha, cha-cha (Ey, ey, ey)
So’ ese cabrón que lo mantiene real
‘Tamo por la calle, no en lo digital
Te pongo en la sien el frío del metal
Con la hoodie negra como un funeral
No me hable de rangos, soy el general
La mierda que yo hago, no se pue’ imitar
Tiene’ que vivirla pa’ poderla hablar, cha, cha
Le vi’a meter gaya
Menores de edad salen a robar
Cuando frena ma’ es que más sospecha
Cara de CC, mente criminal
Se murió papá y nadie me va a apagar
La placa me cae, leche condensá
La planta en los focos, la casa alquiá’
La aboga’o diciendo: “Tienes que parar”
Okey, lo hago, me pongo a cantar, f#ck
Vivo la peli en chándal, me bajo a la plaza en chándal
Una homie de verdad, no randal
Voy a cien quemando la llanta
Mmm, cha-cha, cha-cha
‘Toy con la Pta’ en la casa
Mmm, cha-cha, cha-cha (Ey, ey, ey)
Seca, llegó la dueña ‘e la lleca
Al frente tengo la careta
Y yo no respeto, si ellos no respetan
Me parecen tapas pa’ que no se lo meta
SI tiro le aprietan, se les cae jeta
Yo hago má’ ruido que tu grupito ‘e metal
Qué duro correr y no llegar a la meta
Gastan saliva con barras de keta
Me duran a mí, lo que me dura un peta
Reírme de ustede’, pa’ me sabe a teta
Saque la libreta, la veo incompleta
Nosotros en casa y ustedes en caseta (¿Cómo?)
De mover el cuello te dan agujeta’ (Digale)
Nivel legendario versus modo beta (¿Cómo?)
Me traes el hela’o sin llevar una raqueta (Juacko)
En la casa trae la manteca, woh (Eh, eh)
Mmm, cha-cha, cha-cha (Uh-uh)
Mmm, cha-cha, cha-cha (Súbela, súbela, súbela; yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah
Mmm, cha-cha, cha-cha (Eh, eh, eh-eh-eh)
Mmm, cha-cha, cha-cha
Foyone y Pta en la casa (¡Uh!)
Pedro, tú sabes que en todo esto
Tú marcaste el principio (Eh, eh, eh)
Y para mí es un honor
Oye Juacko, ey, ey (Cha-cha, cha-cha)
Súbela, súbela, súbela, súbela (Cha-cha, cha-cha)
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Cha Cha – English Translation
Foyone in the house, crazy
Foyone (Uh)
‘Tamo in the house
Now if I get ‘in the house
Vigil with Pedro and the hunting rifles
They winning grabbing the dough
Smoking the black and I smoke molasses
Pini throws me, I will dance
Shot of the car, although a Vece ‘tires me
Well get up, if the dance does not break
I have mine distributing fat, sit down
I live the movie in Tracksuit, I get off the square in Tracksuit
A real homie, no randal
I’m going to one hundred burning the rim
Mmm, cha-cha, cha-cha
If under my dye, Escacaca
Mmm, Cha-Cha, Cha-Cha (EY, EY, EY)
So ‘that b#stard that keeps him real
‘Tamo on the street, not on the digital
I put the cold of the metal in the Sien
With the black hoodie as a funeral
I do not talk about ranks, I’m the general
The sh#t that I do, you can not ‘imitate
It has ‘that living it pa’ can talk, cha, cha
I saw him gaya
Minors go out to steal
When it stops MA ‘is that more suspicion
CC face, criminal mind
Daddy died and nobody is going to turn off
The plate falls, milk condensá
The plant in the spotlights, the house Alquiá ‘
It advocates it saying: “You have to stop”
Okey, I do it, I start singing, f#ck
I live the movie in Tracksuit, I get off the square in Tracksuit
A real homie, no randal
I’m going to one hundred burning the rim
Mmm, cha-cha, cha-cha
‘Toy with the PTA’ in the house
Mmm, Cha-Cha, Cha-Cha (EY, EY, EY)
Dry, the owner ‘e la llaca arrived
In front I have the mask
And I do not respect, if they do not respect
They seem to me to be tapas so that I do not get it
If shot tightened, they fall jeta
I make more noise than your little group ‘and metal
What hard running and not reaching the goal
Spend saliva with Keta bars
I last me, which lasts a Peta
Laugh at ustead, ‘, pa’ you know to the teta
Take out the notebook, I see it incomplete
Us at home and you in booth (how?)
To move the neck give you stroke ‘(digale)
Legendary level versus beta mode (how?)
You bring me the Hela’o without carrying a racket (juaco)
In the house brings the butter, WOH (EH, EH)
Mmm, cha-cha, cha-cha (uh-uh)
Mmm, cha-cha, cha-cha (upload it, upload it, yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah
Mmm, cha-cha, cha-cha (eh, eh, eh-eh-eh)
Mmm, cha-cha, cha-cha
Foyone and PTA in the house (uh!)
Peter, you know that in all this
You marked the beginning (EH, EH, EH)
And for me it is an honor
Hey Juacko, Ey, Ey (Cha-Cha, Cha-Cha)
Súvela, upload it, upload it, upload it (Cha-Cha, Cha-Cha)
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Lyrics Ptazeta – Cha Cha
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