Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball

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

beginnin' to look a lot like what?
Follow my step take notes
On how I I's bout ta go in deep
is the way I creep my season
Here's my ghetto rep I to say
The no no it can't cease so I
Begin to piece my two and two
Gots no snowy weather to
something to do better bet!
I said subtract so shut up
Nonsense some solid nine I got say
Crock if it real it
Ain't right I'm like no what the season
Forever chill with I get my fin I chill with less
And got my reasons so me what did you expect?
You thought I'd break my neck to help y'all deck the oh
Now I got 'nother means of celebratin' I'm gettin' biz to that I
Gots the hoochie waitin' I it through
To another can't ask fo' much mo it's Outkast
For the boots I thought you so now you know
go

All the players from far and wide
Wearing Afros and braids in gangster ride
Now I'm to tell yeah there's a better day
When the player is happenin' all day every 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 this is ridiculous I'm gettin' serious I'm
Gettin' curious cause the house is smelling sick of all this
Vicious I no wishes cause the modern folk is in the back gettin' tipsy
Off the nog-en and I's in a hellova contact 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 watchin' for snitches I'm wide open on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe cause a is a junkie three sixty
Five it's another day of work to me the spirit just ain't in me
Grab my and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me cause
like that, yeah

Clever pimpin', slipin, that's how it is (check it!)

All the came from far and wide
Afros and braids 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 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 gots the in the dungeon just to let you
Know cause in ninety three that's how we comin' so hoe hoe hoes my
King ass fro the gin and gots me tipsy so on
It goes hit me ten and I'll you then now we in the corner in my
Cadillac my heart does not go pat for no rat I'm leaning back my
Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo fills my body the party
We rode deep we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes I split my
Game while waiting count a five fo' a three two here comes the one a
Do have me copy folks spark another one

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

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