Luyện nghe bài hát Play Around

(Puff)
B.I.G,
Lil

(Mr.Bristal)
Sipping
Got dough the Hansons
Bitches come fast and out Helly Hansen
Mister Bristal you will catch me dancing
Off the
Only in a
In a party high and
I see you
Never blow my cool if its jammin
Is the is a feed I got a cannon
Cock, shots, Leave them where they standing
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 to get with some veterans

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

(Lil Cease)
Yo Yo Yo
Niggas start shit
the button
See the dough from the carpet
Me and Brist about to lock the market
they spark it
Lie to
Got crips and bloods pop ???
B.Rock I'm a die for you
Til this day I'm a for you
God I die too
When you pull that
I'll be right you
To you
On who to hit and not to
If a niggas he got to die to
Thats the
They talking to the killa
The most
About to New York like Reggie Miller
Plus they say you turn you turn killa
Its hard to turn back 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 my niggas might fucking kill ya

(Harve Pierre)
You don't wanna play
You don't wanna around
Lil another
You don't wanna around...with me
Lil da queen b
No more.......I'll you
Lil Kim: the
You wanna play around
Lil Lil Cease
You wanna play around
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
Bitches don't my hand
They salute, the
Rich men kiss the back of the hand of the heiness..pocanhantas..mafia behind this
Balling like
Didn't think a ghetto bitch could this far
From pushing buicks to apple red jaguars
Niggas I'm rich
I could rock a fubu suit...a furry kangol and 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 to put some change in it
I pull out a g and it
a hundred grand left in my pocket
I promoted shit
So I got to make a
And all the I sends to my mens down in Scarfett
Me and Lil Cease in partners
Laying niggas down carpenters
So us
Like Nikes, we do it
We ameteurs to this shit
We to it
And all the bodies I
I keep them on
So when there 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 fade