Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball [Original Version]

Scene was so thick low rides seventy seven
El Dawgs nothin' but them
All the players all the I'm talking about
Black man heaven yeah know what I'm Peace

It's beginnin' to look a lot like
Follow my 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 can't so I
to piece my two and two together
Gots no weather have to
something to do better bet!
I said subtract so shut up
about some solid nine I got say
Crock if it ain't it
Ain't right I'm like no matter what the
Forever with spin I get my fin I chill with less
And got my reasons so me what did you expect?
You thought I'd break my to help y'all deck the halls oh
Now I got 'nother means of celebratin' I'm gettin' biz to ho-jo I
Gots the hoochie I made it through
To another year can't ask fo' 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 to tell yeah there's a better day
When the player ball is all day every day

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah know I do some things more than I
ta cause I'm a player doing what the players do the package store is
Closed okay my deck is this is ridiculous I'm gettin' serious I'm
curious cause the house is smelling sick 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 contact smoke they a smoke out
In my back seat they passing herb verses cause it's in the air I
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin' switches clicking the switches
Ta lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm wide open on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe cause a is a junkie three sixty
Five it's just another day of to me the spirit just ain't in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see they junkies got to give me cause
like that, yeah

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

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

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

All the players came far and wide
Afros 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

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