Luyện nghe bài hát Play Around

(Puff)
B.I.G,
Lil

(Mr.Bristal)
Sipping
Got like the Hansons
Bitches come fast and out like Helly
Mister Bristal you neva catch me dancing
Off the
Only in a
In a party and drunk
I see you
Never blow my cool even if its
Is the bitch is a feed I got a
Cock, Lick shots, Leave them where standing
You can call the cops I get ran in
Call Blake C. yall get the
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 where you get
Yall need to get some veterans

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

(Lil Cease)
Yo Yo Yo
wanna start shit
Push the
See the flip from the carpet
Me and Brist about to down the market
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 pull gack
I'll be besides you
To you
On who to hit and not to
If a guilty he got to die to
Thats the
talking to the roach killa
The most
About to upset New like Reggie Miller
Plus say you turn thug you turn killa
Its hard to turn back when a nigga ya
why they say don't nobody know you til sombody kill ya
That's why I say stay back, get to familiar
Cause if you get to close my niggas fucking kill ya

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

(Lil Kim)
Fuck all yall hoes I blows suits
Bitches shake my hand
salute, the leutinent
Rich men kiss the back of the of the royal heiness..pocanhantas..mafia behind this
like Utah
Didn't a ghetto bitch could come this far
From pushing buicks to candle apple red
Niggas I'm rich
I could rock a suit...a furry kangol and some cowboy boots
And still be the shit of the
I come through
You be on the side holding your like the bums do
Waiting for the queen to put change in it
I out a g and drop it
a hundred grand left in my pocket
I promoted shit
So I got to a profit
And all the ends I sends to my down in Scarfett
Me and Lil Cease in partners
Laying niggas down carpenters
So us
Nikes, we just do it
We aint ameteurs to this
We to it
And all the bodies I
I them on file
So when anniversaries come
We pop
Ask Chrystal, the golden Tow dow!
Take it how I it
You talk
We it
Don't it

(Puff)
trying to sound like her too

Chrous plus ad libs from Lil Kim and Puff fade