Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball

Scene was so thick low rides seven Sevilles
El Dawgs nothin' but them
All the players all the I'm talking about
Black man yeah know what I'm saying? Peace

It's beginnin' to a lot like what?
Follow my every take notes
On how I creep I's ta go in deep
is the way I creep my season
Here's my rep I kept to say
The least no no it cease so I
Begin to piece my two and two
Gots no snowy weather to
Find something to do bet!
I said subtract so shut up
Nonsense some solid nine I got say
if it ain't real it
Ain't right I'm no matter what the season
chill with spin I get my fin I chill with less
And got my reasons so tell me what did you
You I'd break my neck to help y'all deck the halls oh
Now I got 'nother means of celebratin' I'm biz to that ho-jo I
Gots the hoochie waitin' I it through
To another year ask fo' much mo it's Outkast
For the I thought you knew so now you know
go

All the players came from far and
Afros and braids in every gangster ride
Now I'm here to tell yeah there's a day
When the player ball is happenin' all day day

Hallelujah hallelujah know I do some things more different than I
Used ta cause I'm a player doing what the players do the store is
Closed okay my deck is woofin' this is ridiculous I'm serious I'm
Gettin' curious cause the house is sick of chitlins all this
Vicious I make no cause the modern folk is in the back gettin' tipsy
Off the nog-en and I's in a contact smoke they havin' a smoke out
In my back seat they passing herb reminding verses cause in the air I
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm switches clicking the switches side
Ta side lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm open on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe cause a junkie is a junkie three
it's just another day of work to me the spirit just ain't in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see what junkies got to give me cause
It's that, yeah

pimpin', never slipin, that's how it is (check it!)

All the players from far and wide
Wearing Afros and braids in gangster ride
Now I'm here to tell there's a better day
When the player ball is all day every day

no chimminies in the ghetto so I won't be hangin' my socks on no
Tip how far does it tick fix me a drink I got the so bring in
That ham (not!) don't need no ham play me like I'm smokin'
Rocks I got the money we gots the in the dungeon just to let you
Know cause in ninety three that's how we so hoe hoe hoes check my
King ass fro the gin and juice me tipsy so on
It goes hit me ten and I'll you then now we in the corner in my
Cadillac my does not go pitty pat for no rat I'm leaning back my
Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo my body where's the party
We deep we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes around I split my
Game while waiting count down a five fo' a two here comes the one a
Do yeah me copy folks spark another one

All the players came far and wide
Wearing Afros and braids in every ride
Now I'm to tell yeah there's a better day
When the ball is happenin' all day every day

Here's a little something for all the out there hustling, gettin'
Down for theirs, from east point, park, decatur, devrai, you
Know world wide, for theirs