Luyện nghe bài hát Outkast - Player's Ball

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

Verse
It's beginnin to a lot like what?
Follow my every take notes
On how I creep i's bout ta go in
This is the way I creep my
Here's my rep I kept to say
The least no no it cease so i
to piece my two and two together
Gots no weather have to
something to do better bet!
I said so shut up that
Nonsense about some nine I got say
Crock if it ain't it
Ain't right I'm like no matter the season
Forever chill with I get my fin I chill with less
And got my reasons so tell me did you expect?
You thought I'd break my neck to help y'all deck the oh
Now I got nuther means of I'm gettin biz to that ho-jo i
Gots the hoochie waitin I it through
To another year cain't ask fo much mo it's
For the boots I thought you so now you know
go

All the came from far and wide
afros and braids in every gangstar ride
Now I'm to tell yah there's a better day
When the player is happenin on christmas day

two

Hallelujah yah know I do some things more different than i
Used ta coz I'm a player doing what the players do the package is
Closed okay my deck is woofin this is rediculus I'm serious i'm
curious coz the house is smelling sick of chitlins all this
Vicious I make no wishes coz the modern folk is in the gettin tipsy
Off the nog-en and i's in a hellova contact they havin a smoke out
In my back seat they passing herb verses coz it's in the air i
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin clicking the switches side
Ta lookin for bitches watchin for snitches I'm wide open on the
my pager broke my vibe coz a junkie is a junkie three sixty
Five it's just another day of work to me the spirit just in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see what they junkies got to me coz
It's like that,

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

three

Ain't no in the ghetto so I won't be hangin my socks on no
Tip how far does it tick fix me a drink I got the remedy so in
That ham [not!] need 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 three that's how we comin so hoe hoe hoes my
King ass fro the gin and juice gots me 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 pitty pat for no rat I'm back my
Elbows out the windows cold rhyming fills my body where's the party
We deep 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 spark another one

a little something for all the players out there hustling, gettin
Down for theirs, east point, college park, decatur, devrai, you
Know world wide, down for