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

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

It's beginnin' to a lot like what?
Follow my step take notes
On how I creep I's bout ta go in
is the way I creep my season
Here's my ghetto rep I to say
The least no no it cease so I
Begin to piece my two and two
Gots no weather have to
Find something to do bet!
I subtract so shut up that
Nonsense about some nine I got say
Crock if it real it
Ain't right I'm like no what the season
Forever chill with spin I get my fin I chill with
And got my reasons so tell me what did you
You thought I'd break my to help y'all deck the halls oh
Now I got means of celebratin' I'm gettin' biz to that 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
Afros and braids in every gangster 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 things more different I
Used ta cause I'm a player what the players do the package store is
Closed my deck is woofin' this is ridiculous I'm gettin' 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 gettin' tipsy
Off the nog-en and I's in a hellova smoke they 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 lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm wide open on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe cause a junkie is a three sixty
Five it's 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 give me
like that, yeah

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

All the players came far and wide
Wearing and braids in every gangster ride
Now I'm here to yeah there's a better 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 it tick fix me a drink I got the remedy so bring in
That ham (not!) don't need no ham play me like I'm smokin'
Rocks I got the we gots the freaks in the dungeon just to let you
Know cause in ninety that's 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 I'll serve you then now we in the 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 body the party
We rode deep we dip to underground a lot of hoes around I split my
Game while waiting count down a fo' a three two here comes the one a
Do yeah have me copy spark another one

All the players came from far and
Wearing 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 something for all the players out there hustling, gettin'
Down for theirs, east point, college park, decatur, devrai, you
Know world wide, for theirs