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

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

It's beginnin' to a lot like what?
Follow my every step notes
On how I I's bout ta go in deep
This is the way I creep my
Here's my ghetto rep I to say
The least no no it cease so I
Begin to my two and two together
Gots no snowy weather to
something to do better bet!
I subtract so shut up that
Nonsense some solid nine I got say
if it ain't real it
Ain't right I'm like no matter the season
Forever chill with spin I get my fin I with less
And got my so tell 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 I'm gettin' biz to that ho-jo I
Gots the hoochie I made it through
To another year ask fo' much mo it's Outkast
For the boots I thought you knew so now you
go

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

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

Clever pimpin', slipin, that's how it is (check it!)

All the players came far and wide
Wearing Afros and braids in every ride
Now I'm here to tell yeah there's a day
the player ball is happenin' 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 remedy so in
That ham (not!) need no ham don't play me like I'm smokin'
Rocks I got the money we gots the in the dungeon just to let you
Know cause in ninety three that's how we so hoe hoe hoes check my
King ass fro the gin and gots me tipsy so on
It goes hit me ten and I'll you then now we in the corner in my
my heart 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 deep we dip to see's a lot of hoes around I split my
Game while waiting down a five fo' a three two here comes the one a
Do yeah have me copy folks spark one

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

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