Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball

Scene was so thick low rides seventy Sevilles
El nothin' but them 'llacs
All the players all the hustlers I'm about
Black man heaven yeah know what I'm saying?

beginnin' to look a lot like what?
Follow my every step notes
On how I creep I's bout ta go in
This is the way I my season
Here's my ghetto rep I to say
The least no no it can't so I
Begin to my two and two together
Gots no snowy have to
something to do better bet!
I said subtract so up that
Nonsense some solid nine I got say
Crock if it real 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 I made 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 came from far and wide
Wearing and braids in every gangster ride
Now I'm here to tell there's a better day
When the player ball is all day every day

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah know I do some things different than I
Used ta cause I'm a player doing what the players do the package is
okay my deck is woofin' this is ridiculous I'm gettin' serious I'm
Gettin' curious cause the house is 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 contact smoke they havin' a smoke 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' clicking the switches side
Ta side lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm open on the
my pager broke my vibe cause a junkie is a junkie three sixty
Five it's just another day of work to me the spirit ain't in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see they junkies got to give me cause
It's that, yeah

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

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

Ain't no chimminies in the ghetto so I 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 we gots the freaks in the dungeon just to let you
Know cause in ninety three how we comin' so hoe hoe hoes check my
ass fro the gin and juice gots me tipsy so on
It goes hit me ten and serve you then now we in the corner in my
Cadillac my heart does not go pitty pat for no rat I'm back my
Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo fills my body the party
We rode deep we dip to underground a lot of hoes around I split my
Game while waiting down a five fo' a three two here comes the one a
Do yeah have me copy folks another one

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

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