Luyện nghe bài hát Play Around

(Puff)
B.I.G,
Lil

(Mr.Bristal)
Hansun
Got dough the Hansons
Bitches come fast and out like Hansen
Mister Bristal you will neva catch me
Off the
Only in a
In a party high and
I see you
Never blow my cool even if its
Is the is a feed I got a cannon
Cock, shots, Leave them where they standing
You can call the I never get ran in
Call Blake C. yall get the
Who my man is, who the fam is
All that you talk, can it
We own the
Its a
go for money reppin it
it
Everything we on we it
You
Farr away in the country where you get
Yall need to get with some

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

(Lil Cease)
Yo Yo Yo
Niggas start shit
Push the
See the dough flip from the
Me and Brist about to lock down the
Gats they 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
When you that gack
be right besides you
To you
On who to hit and not to
If a guilty he got to die to
Thats the
They talking to the killa
The most
About to upset New like Reggie Miller
Plus they say you turn thug you turn
Its hard to turn back when a feel ya
That's why they say don't know you til sombody kill ya
That's why I say back, don't get to familiar
if you get to close my niggas might fucking kill ya

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

(Lil Kim)
all yall hoes I blows like suits
Bitches shake my hand
They salute, the
men kiss the back of the hand of the royal heiness..pocanhantas..mafia behind this
Balling like
think a ghetto bitch could come this far
From pushing buicks to candle apple red
Niggas think I'm
I could rock a suit...a furry kangol and some cowboy boots
And still be the shit of the
When I through
You be on the side your cups like the bums do
Waiting for the queen to put change in it
I out a g and drop it
With a hundred left in my pocket
I promoted this
So I got to make a
And all the ends I to my mens down in Scarfett
Me and Lil in partuni partners
Laying niggas like carpenters
So us
Nikes, we just do it
We aint to this shit
We to it
And all the I killed
I them on file
So there anniversaries come
We pop
Ask Chrystal, the child Tow dow!
Take it how I it
You shit
We it
forget it

(Puff)
Stop trying to sound her too

Chrous plus ad libs Lil Kim and Puff till fade