Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball

Scene was so thick low rides seven Sevilles
El Dawgs nothin' but them
All the players all the hustlers I'm talking
Black man heaven yeah know what I'm saying?

It's beginnin' to look a lot what?
my every step take notes
On how I creep I's bout ta go in
This is the way I creep my
my ghetto rep I kept to say
The least no no it cease so I
Begin to my two and two together
Gots no snowy have to
something to do better bet!
I said subtract so shut up
Nonsense about some nine I got say
Crock if it real it
Ain't right I'm like no matter what the
chill with spin I get my fin I chill with less
And got my reasons so tell me what did you
You thought I'd my neck to help y'all deck the halls oh
Now I got 'nother means of celebratin' I'm biz to that ho-jo I
Gots the waitin' I made it through
To another can't ask fo' much mo it's Outkast
For the boots I you knew so now you know
go

All the came from far and wide
Afros and braids in every gangster ride
Now I'm here to tell yeah there's a day
the player ball is happenin' all day every day

Hallelujah yeah know I do some things more different than I
Used ta cause I'm a doing what the players do the package store is
Closed okay my deck is woofin' this is I'm gettin' serious I'm
Gettin' curious cause the house is smelling of chitlins all this
Vicious I no wishes cause the modern folk is in the back gettin' tipsy
Off the nog-en and I's in a hellova smoke they havin' a smoke out
In my back they passing herb reminding verses cause it's in the air I
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin' switches clicking the side
Ta side lookin' for bitches for snitches I'm wide open on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe cause a junkie is a junkie three
Five it's just another day of to me the spirit just ain't in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see what junkies got to give me cause
It's like that,

pimpin', never slipin, that's how it is (check it!)

All the players came far and wide
Wearing and braids in every gangster ride
Now I'm here to tell there's a better day
When the player ball is happenin' all day day

no chimminies in the ghetto so I won't be hangin' my socks on no
Tip how far does it tick fix me a I got the remedy so bring in
That ham (not!) don't need no ham don't play me like I'm
Rocks I got the money we gots the freaks in the just to let you
Know in ninety three that's how we comin' so hoe hoe hoes check my
King ass fro the gin and juice gots me so on
It goes hit me ten and I'll serve you now we in the corner in my
Cadillac my heart not go pitty pat for no rat I'm leaning back my
Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo fills my body the party
We deep we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes around I split my
Game while waiting count down a five fo' a two here comes the one a
Do yeah have me copy folks another one

All the came from far and wide
Wearing Afros and braids in every gangster
Now I'm here to tell yeah a better day
When the ball is happenin' all day every day

a little something for all the players out there hustling, gettin'
Down for theirs, from point, college park, decatur, devrai, you
world wide, down for theirs