Luyện nghe bài hát Outkast - Player's Ball

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

Verse
beginnin to look a lot like what?
Follow my every step take
On how I creep i's bout ta go in
This is the way I creep my
Here's my ghetto rep I to say
The least no no it can't so i
Begin to my two and two together
Gots no snowy have to
something to do better bet!
I subtract so shut up that
about some solid nine I got say
Crock if it ain't it
Ain't right I'm like no what the season
Forever with spin I get my fin I chill with less
And got my reasons so tell me what did you
You thought I'd my neck to help y'all deck the halls oh
Now I got nuther means of I'm gettin biz to that ho-jo i
Gots the waitin I made it through
To another cain'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 afros and braids in gangstar ride
Now I'm here to tell yah a better day
the player ball is happenin on christmas day

two

Hallelujah hallelujah yah know I do some things more than i
ta coz I'm a player doing what the players do the package store is
Closed okay my deck is woofin this is I'm gettin serious i'm
Gettin curious coz the house is smelling sick of chitlins all
Vicious I make no wishes coz the modern folk is in the back gettin
Off the and i's in a hellova contact smoke 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 I'm makin switches clicking the switches side
Ta side for bitches watchin for snitches I'm wide open on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe coz a junkie is a junkie three
Five it's just another day of to me the spirit just ain't in me
my pistol and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me coz
It's that, yeah

Clever pimpin, never slipin, how it is [check it!]

three

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 so bring in
That ham [not!] don't need no ham [hocks!] play me like I'm smokin
Rocks I got the we gots the freaks in the dungeon just to let you
Know coz in ninety three that's how we comin so hoe hoe hoes my
King ass fro the gin and juice me tipsy so on

It goes hit me ten and serve you then now we in the corner in my
Cadillac my does not go pitty pat for no rat I'm leaning back my
Elbows out the windows cold indo fills my body where's the party
We rode we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes around I split my
Game while waiting count down a five fo a three two here the one a
Do yah have me folks spark another one

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