Luyện nghe bài hát Play Around

(Puff)
B.I.G,
Lil

(Mr.Bristal)
Sipping
Got dough the Hansons
Bitches come and out like Helly Hansen
Mister Bristal you will catch me dancing
Off the
in a mansion
In a party and drunk
I see you
Never blow my cool if its jammin
Is the bitch is a feed I got a
Cock, Lick shots, Leave them where they
You can the cops I never get ran in
Call C. yall get the understanding
Who my man is, who the fam is
All bullshit you talk, can it
We own the
Its a
Niggas go for reppin it
it
Everything we on we it
You
Farr away in the country you better get
Yall need to get with veterans

(Harve Pierre)
You don't wanna around
You wanna play around
You don't wanna around...with me
No more.....I'll you
You don't wanna around
You don't play around
You wanna play around...with me
No more.....I'll you

(Lil Cease)
Yo Yo Yo
Niggas wanna start
Push the
See the dough flip the carpet
Me and Brist about to down the market
Gats spark it
Lie to
Got and bloods that pop ???
B.Rock I'm a die for you
Til this day I'm a for you
God I die too
you pull that gack
I'll be besides you
To you
On who to hit and not to
If a guilty he got to die to
the reala
They to the roach killa
The most
About to upset New York like Miller
Plus they say you turn thug you killa
Its hard to back when a nigga feel ya
That's why say don't nobody know you til sombody kill ya
That's why I say stay back, don't get to
Cause if you get to close my niggas fucking kill ya

(Harve Pierre)
You wanna play around
You don't wanna play
Lil Kim:
You don't wanna around...with me
Lil Kim: da b
No more.......I'll you
Lil Kim: the
You don't wanna play
Lil Lil Cease
You don't wanna play
Lil Coming at ya for the year 2000, the new millenium
You don't wanna around...with me
Lil uh
No more.......I'll you
Lil uh

(Lil Kim)
Fuck all yall I blows like suits
don't shake my hand
They salute, the
men kiss the back of the hand of the royal heiness..pocanhantas..mafia behind this
Balling Utah
Didn't think a ghetto bitch could come far
From pushing to candle apple red jaguars
Niggas think I'm
I could rock a fubu suit...a furry kangol and some boots
And be the shit of the night
When I through
You be on the side holding your cups the bums do
Waiting for the queen to put change in it
I pull out a g and it
a hundred grand left in my pocket
I promoted this
So I got to make a
And all the I sends to my mens down in Scarfett
Me and Lil Cease in partuni
Laying niggas like carpenters
So us
Like Nikes, we do it
We aint ameteurs to shit
We to it
And all the I killed
I keep them on
So when anniversaries come
We pop
Ask Chrystal, the child Tow dow!
it how I give it
You shit
We it
forget it

(Puff)
Stop trying to sound her too

Chrous plus ad libs from Lil Kim and Puff till