Luyện nghe bài hát Outkast - Player's Ball

Scene was so thick, low rides, seventy-seven
El dawgs, but them 'llacs
All the players, all the hustlers, I'm about
Black man heaven, yah know what I'm saying?

one:
It's beginnin to look a lot what?
Follow my every step take
On how I creep i's bout ta go in
This is the way I my season
Here's my ghetto rep I to say
The no no it can't cease so i
Begin to my two and two together
Gots no weather have to
something to do better bet!
I said subtract so shut up
Nonsense about 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 reasons so me what did you expect?
You thought I'd break my neck to help y'all deck the oh
Now I got nuther means of celebratin I'm biz to that ho-jo i
Gots the hoochie I made it through
To another year cain't ask fo much mo outkast
For the boots I thought you so now you know
go

All the players from far and wide
Wearing and braids in every gangstar ride
Now I'm to tell yah there's a better day
When the player is happenin on christmas day

two

Hallelujah hallelujah yah know I do some things more than i
Used ta coz I'm a player doing what the players do the store is
Closed okay my is woofin this is rediculus I'm gettin serious i'm
Gettin coz the house is smelling sick of chitlins all this
Vicious I make no wishes coz the modern folk is in the back gettin
Off the and i's in a hellova contact smoke they havin a smoke out
In my seat they passing herb reminding verses coz it's in the air i
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin switches the switches side
Ta side lookin for bitches watchin for snitches I'm open on the
Freeway my broke my vibe coz a junkie is a junkie three sixty
Five just another day of work to me the spirit just ain't in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see what they junkies got to me coz
It's like that,

Clever pimpin, slipin, that's how it is [check it!]

three

Ain't no chimminies in the ghetto so I won't be my socks on no
Tip how far does it tick fix me a I got the remedy so bring in
ham [not!] don't need no ham [hocks!] don't play me like I'm smokin
Rocks I got the money we gots the freaks in the dungeon to let you
Know coz in ninety three that's how we comin so hoe hoe check my
King ass fro the gin and juice gots me so on

It hit me ten and I'll serve you then now we in the corner in my
Cadillac my heart does not go pitty pat for no rat I'm back my
Elbows out the windows cold rhyming fills my body where's the party
We rode deep we dip to underground see's a lot of around I split my
while waiting count down a five fo a three two here comes the one a
Do yah have me copy spark another one

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