Luyện nghe bài hát Outkast - Player's Ball

Scene was so thick, low rides, seventy-seven
El dawgs, nuttin but 'llacs
All the players, all the hustlers, I'm about
man heaven, yah know what I'm saying? peace

Verse
It's beginnin to a lot like what?
Follow my every step take
On how I creep i's bout ta go in
is the way I creep my season
Here's my rep I kept to say
The no no it can't cease so i
to piece 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 real it
Ain't right I'm like no what the season
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 my neck to help y'all deck the halls oh
Now I got nuther means of celebratin I'm biz to that ho-jo i
the hoochie waitin I made it through
To another year cain't ask fo mo it's outkast
For the boots I 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 yah there's a day
the player ball is happenin on christmas day

two

Hallelujah hallelujah yah know I do some more different than i
Used ta coz I'm a player doing what the do the package store is
Closed okay my deck is woofin this is rediculus I'm serious i'm
Gettin curious coz the is smelling sick of chitlins all this
Vicious I make no wishes coz the modern is in the back gettin tipsy
Off the nog-en and i's in a hellova contact smoke they a smoke out
In my back seat passing herb reminding verses coz it's in the air i
Hit the parks hit the I'm makin switches clicking the switches side
Ta side lookin for bitches for snitches I'm wide open on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe coz a junkie is a junkie sixty
Five it's just another day of work to me the spirit ain't in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see what they junkies got to me coz
It's like that,

Clever pimpin, never slipin, that's how it is it!]

Verse

Ain't no chimminies in the ghetto so I won't be 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 no ham [hocks!] don't play me like I'm smokin
Rocks I got the money we gots the in the dungeon just to let you
Know coz in ninety that's how we comin so hoe hoe hoes check my
ass fro the gin and juice gots me tipsy so on

It hit me ten and I'll serve you then 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 rhyming 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 comes the one a
Do yah have me copy folks spark one

Here's a little something for all the players out hustling, gettin
Down for theirs, from point, college park, decatur, devrai, you
world wide, down for theirs