Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball

Scene was so low rides seventy seven Sevilles
El Dawgs but them 'llacs
All the players all the I'm talking about
Black man heaven yeah know what I'm Peace

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

All the players came from far and
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

Hallelujah hallelujah know I do some things more different than I
Used ta cause I'm a player doing the players do the package store is
Closed okay my 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 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 it's in the air I
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin' switches clicking the switches
Ta side lookin' for bitches watchin' for 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 pistol and my ounce see what junkies got to give me cause
It's that, yeah

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

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

Ain't no chimminies in the ghetto so I won't be hangin' my on no
Tip how far it tick fix me a drink I got the remedy 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 freaks in the just to let you
cause in ninety three that's how we comin' 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 does not go pitty pat for no rat I'm leaning my
Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo fills my body the party
We rode we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes around I split my
Game while count down a five fo' a three two here comes the one a
Do yeah have me copy spark another one

All the players came from far and
Wearing Afros and in every gangster 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 there hustling,
Down for theirs, from east point, park, decatur, devrai, you
Know world wide, for theirs