Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball

Scene was so low rides seventy seven Sevilles
El Dawgs nothin' but 'llacs
All the players all the hustlers I'm talking
Black man heaven yeah what I'm saying? Peace

It's beginnin' to look a lot like
Follow my every step 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 my two and two together
no snowy weather have to
Find something to do bet!
I said subtract so up that
about some solid nine I got say
Crock if it ain't it
Ain't I'm like no matter what the season
Forever with spin I get my fin I chill with less
And got my reasons so me what did you expect?
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 made it
To another year can't ask fo' much mo Outkast
For the I thought you knew so now you know
go

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

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

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

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

Ain't no in the ghetto so I won't be hangin' my socks on no
Tip how far does it tick fix me a I got the remedy so bring in
That ham (not!) don't no ham don't play me like I'm smokin'
Rocks I got the money we the freaks 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 heart 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 rode we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes around I split my
Game while waiting count a five fo' a three two here comes the one a
Do yeah have me copy folks another one

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

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