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

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

beginnin' to look a lot like what?
Follow my step take notes
On how I I's bout ta go in deep
This is the way I creep my
my ghetto rep I kept to say
The least no no it cease so I
to piece my two and two together
Gots no weather have to
Find to do better bet!
I said subtract so shut up
Nonsense some solid nine I got say
Crock if it ain't it
right I'm like no matter what the season
Forever with spin I get my fin I chill with less
And got my reasons so tell me did you expect?
You thought I'd break my neck to y'all deck the halls oh
Now I got 'nother means of celebratin' I'm gettin' biz to ho-jo I
Gots the hoochie waitin' I it through
To year can't ask fo' much mo it's Outkast
For the boots I thought you so now you know
go

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 ball is happenin' all day every day

Hallelujah hallelujah know I do some things more different than I
Used ta cause I'm a player doing what the do the package store is
Closed my deck is woofin' this is ridiculous I'm gettin' serious I'm
Gettin' curious cause the house is smelling of chitlins all this
Vicious I make no wishes cause the 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 seat they passing herb reminding verses cause in the air I
Hit the hit the cuts I'm makin' switches clicking the switches side
Ta side lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm open on the
Freeway my pager my vibe cause a junkie is a junkie three sixty
it's just another day of work to me the spirit just ain't in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see they junkies got to give me cause
It's like that,

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

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

Ain't no chimminies in the ghetto so I 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 play me like I'm smokin'
Rocks I got the money we the freaks in the dungeon just to let you
Know cause in ninety three that's how we comin' so hoe hoe hoes my
King ass fro the gin and gots me tipsy so on
It goes hit me ten and I'll serve you now we in the corner in my
Cadillac my heart does not go pat for no rat I'm leaning back my
Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo fills my where's the party
We deep we dip to underground 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 me copy folks spark another one

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

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