Luyện nghe bài hát Outkast - Player's Ball

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

one:
It's beginnin to a lot like what?
Follow my every step notes
On how I creep i's ta go in deep
This is the way I my season
Here's my ghetto rep I to say
The least no no it can't so i
to piece my two and two together
Gots no snowy have to
Find something to do bet!
I said so shut up that
Nonsense about solid nine I got say
Crock if it ain't it
Ain't right I'm like no matter the season
chill with spin 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 celebratin I'm gettin biz to ho-jo i
Gots the hoochie waitin I made it
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 from far and wide
Wearing afros and braids in gangstar 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 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 no wishes coz the modern folk is in the back 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 reminding coz it's in the air i
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin clicking the switches side
Ta side lookin for watchin for snitches I'm wide open on the
Freeway my pager my vibe coz a junkie is a junkie three sixty
Five it's another day of work to me the spirit just ain't in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see what they got to give me coz
like that, yeah

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

Verse

Ain't no in the ghetto so I won't be hangin my socks on no
Tip how far does it fix me a drink I got the remedy so bring in
That ham [not!] don't need no ham [hocks!] don't play me like I'm
Rocks I got the we gots the freaks in the dungeon just to let you
Know coz in three that's how we comin so hoe hoe hoes check my
King ass fro the gin and gots me tipsy 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 back my
Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo my body where's the party
We rode deep we dip to underground see's a lot of around I split my
Game while waiting count down a fo a three two here comes the one a
Do yah have me copy folks spark one

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