Luyện nghe bài hát Outkast - Player's Ball

Scene was so thick, low rides, sevilles
El dawgs, but them 'llacs
All the players, all the hustlers, I'm talking
Black man heaven, yah know I'm saying? peace

Verse
It's beginnin to a lot like what?
Follow my step take notes
On how I i's bout ta go in deep
This is the way I my season
Here's my ghetto rep I to say
The least no no it cease so i
to piece my two and two together
Gots no snowy weather to
something to do better bet!
I subtract so shut up that
Nonsense about some nine I got say
Crock if it real it
Ain't right I'm no matter what the season
Forever chill with spin I get my fin I chill less
And got my reasons so tell me did you expect?
You thought I'd break my to help y'all deck the halls oh
Now I got nuther means of celebratin I'm biz to that ho-jo i
Gots the hoochie waitin I it through
To another year ask fo much mo it's outkast
For the boots I you knew so now you know
go

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

two

Hallelujah hallelujah yah know I do some more different than i
Used ta coz I'm a doing what the players do the package store is
Closed okay my deck is woofin is rediculus I'm gettin serious i'm
curious coz the house is smelling sick of chitlins all this
Vicious I make no wishes coz the modern folk is in the back tipsy
Off the nog-en and i's in a hellova contact they havin a smoke out
In my back seat they passing herb reminding coz it's in the air i
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin clicking the switches side
Ta side lookin for bitches watchin for snitches I'm wide on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe coz a is a junkie three sixty
Five it's just another day of work to me the spirit just in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see what they got to give me coz
like that, yeah

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

Verse

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!] don't need no ham [hocks!] don't play me I'm smokin
Rocks I got the money we gots the freaks in the just 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 me tipsy so on

It goes hit me ten and I'll serve you 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 indo my body where's the party
We rode deep we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes I split my
while waiting count down a five fo a three two here comes the one a
Do yah have me copy folks spark one

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