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 know what I'm saying?

Verse
beginnin to look a lot like what?
Follow my every take notes
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
Begin to my two and two together
no snowy weather have to
Find something to do bet!
I subtract so shut up that
Nonsense about solid nine I got say
Crock if it ain't it
Ain't right I'm like no what the season
Forever chill with spin I get my fin I with less
And got my reasons so tell me what did you
You thought I'd break my to help y'all deck the halls oh
Now I got nuther means of celebratin I'm gettin biz to that i
Gots the hoochie waitin I it through
To another year cain't ask fo mo it's outkast
For the boots I thought you so now you know
go

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

two

Hallelujah hallelujah yah know I do some more different than i
ta coz I'm a player doing what the players do the package store is
Closed okay my is woofin this is rediculus 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 gettin tipsy
Off the nog-en and i's in a hellova contact smoke they havin a out
In my back seat they passing reminding verses coz it's in the air i
Hit the hit the cuts I'm makin switches clicking the switches side
Ta lookin for bitches watchin for snitches I'm wide open on the
Freeway my 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 got to give me coz
It's that, yeah

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

Verse

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

It goes hit me ten and I'll you then now we in the corner in my
Cadillac my heart does not go pitty pat for no rat I'm leaning my
Elbows out the windows cold rhyming 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 count down a five fo a three two here comes the one a
Do yah have me copy spark another one

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