Luyện nghe bài hát Play Around

(Puff)
B.I.G,
Lil

(Mr.Bristal)
Sipping
Got dough like the
Bitches come fast and out Helly Hansen
Mister you will neva catch me dancing
Off the
Only in a
In a party and drunk
I see you
blow my cool even if its jammin
Is the is a feed I got a cannon
Cock, Lick shots, Leave 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
Niggas go for money it
it
Everything we on we it
You
Farr in the country where you better get
Yall need to get with some

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

(Lil Cease)
Yo Yo Yo
wanna start shit
Push the
See the dough flip from the
Me and Brist about to lock down the
they spark it
Lie to
Got and bloods that pop ???
B.Rock I'm a die for you
Til day I'm a ride for you
God I die too
you pull that gack
I'll be right you
To you
On who to hit and not to
If a niggas he got to die to
the reala
They to the roach killa
The illa
About to upset New York like Reggie
Plus they say you turn thug you killa
Its to turn back when a nigga feel ya
That's why they say don't 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 don't wanna play
You don't wanna play
Lil Kim:
You don't play around...with me
Lil da queen b
No more.......I'll you
Lil the extraodinaire
You wanna play around
Lil Lil Cease
You don't wanna play
Lil Coming at ya for the year 2000, the new millenium
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
Rich men kiss the back of the hand of the heiness..pocanhantas..mafia behind this
like Utah
Didn't think a bitch could come this far
From buicks to candle apple red jaguars
think I'm rich
I could rock a fubu suit...a furry kangol and some cowboy
And still be the of the night
When I come
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
With a hundred left in my pocket
I promoted this
So I got to a profit
And all the ends I sends to my mens down in
Me and Lil in partuni partners
niggas down like carpenters
So us
Nikes, we just do it
We aint to this shit
We to it
And all the bodies I
I keep on file
So when anniversaries come
We pop
Ask Chrystal, the child Tow dow!
Take it how I it
You shit
We it
Don't it

(Puff)
trying to sound like her too

Chrous plus ad libs Lil Kim and Puff till fade