Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball (reprise)

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

It's beginnin' to a lot like what?
Follow my step take notes
On how I creep I's ta go in deep
This is the way I my season
Here's my ghetto rep I to say
The no no it can't cease so I
to piece my two and two together
Gots no snowy weather to
Find to do better bet!
I said so shut up that
Nonsense about solid nine I got say
Crock if it ain't it
Ain't right I'm like no matter what the
chill with spin I get my fin I chill 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 can't ask fo' much mo it's Outkast
For the I thought you knew so now you know
go

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

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah know I do some things more different I
Used ta cause I'm a player doing 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 house is smelling sick of all this
Vicious I make no wishes cause the modern is in the back gettin' tipsy
Off the nog-en and I's in a hellova contact smoke they havin' a out
In my back seat they passing herb verses cause it's in the air I
Hit the parks hit the I'm makin' switches clicking the switches side
Ta side lookin' for bitches watchin' for I'm wide open on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe cause a junkie is a three sixty
Five it's just day of work to me the spirit just ain't in me
my pistol and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me cause
It's that, yeah

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

All the players came far and wide
Wearing Afros and braids in every gangster
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 ghetto so I be hangin' my socks on no
Tip how far does it tick fix me a I got the remedy so bring in
That ham (not!) don't need no ham don't me like I'm smokin'
Rocks I got the money we gots the 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 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 see's a lot of hoes around I split my
Game while waiting count down a five fo' a three two comes the one a
Do yeah have me copy folks spark one

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