Luyện nghe bài hát Player Way - Eightball & MJG

No one the unexpected (uh uh)

Something real, something you feel (that's right)
Straight from the House (Bad Boy)
(no doubt)
Put a little soul in
And we stop

No one has to ask who be bad
Eightball and MJ G be all up in that ass
From Memphis Tenn, around the and than back again
Make non-rappin' MC's go home practicing
I flip a Benz, will Lorenzo and plenty Benjamins
Low key, ends makes plenty friends
Baby, I got all the that I need to chief
Smoke up a and leave you bitch niggas in disbelief
Inhale the smoke and every word I wrote came out
Not like that crack, I being lyrical dope tracks
Not sayin' I won't pull the Rueger and put to ya
Have yo mama on her knees Hallelujeh
Lay it playa, Suave House, Bad Boy, Fat Boy
And her friends the boy
Matter of boy, this is not a act boy
The player way, keep the makin' stacks boy

[1] - Everything that I do be all the loot
I kickin' up dust in my Polo boots
Gettin' on the droll, takin' smoke up my nose
I give the world to a woman, but I don't love
I'm a player, baby and you forget
You need to get with it, let me hit it and it
In the bed, on the floor, hot tub,
The player way, the way

Now on, on, break o' dawn, stop, I'm too hot
Look shit, my rock, hype man be in the drop
Me no care if the B's be tinted, you see me in it
there's TV's in it
I can tell by the way you talk and the way you
You and if you had styles you wouldn't get back
You thinkin' you invincible, you ain't to get at
I know everywhere you go, everywhere you at
I be click-clack and you be ready to get back
I be ready to go to war, you ain't gon' be with
You be the cat that I run up on and spit at
Bleedin' all crazy and know where you hit at
I'm dead up, niggas doin' better shut up, I'm fed up
Know for my I was set up
I can't let up, you in some shit don't concern you
Send a bullet through your thermal, you crazy

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I've been 20 minutes baby
Now yo drawers
And do something outstandin' with yo
After all this waitin' I can see through yo forehead
You mo' said than done, mo' head than some
my jacket down in the puddle, hell no
If you don't a pimp, somebody besta tell y'all
Yeah the women say good to have a confidant
But yet and still give it up to pimps, once a month
See a lot of these lovers, they took they K-man
Front like they real and a fake in
You the time
Serious and ready hoes, got da women walkin'
on da strip with steady toes
As I pull up, cranking is the bigger fat, natural

Plenty money workin' for G and whoever to me
And I ain't rest till we made a statement
I'm straight up you want it down? It's time for a

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