Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball

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

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

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

Hallelujah yeah know I do some things more different than I
Used ta cause I'm a player doing what the players do the package is
Closed okay my is woofin' this is ridiculous I'm gettin' serious I'm
curious cause the house is smelling 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 hellova smoke they havin' a smoke out
In my back seat they passing herb reminding cause it's in the air I
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin' switches 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 three sixty
Five it's just another day of work to me the spirit just in me
Grab my and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me cause
It's like that,

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

All the players came from far and
Wearing and braids in every gangster ride
Now I'm to tell yeah there's a better day
When the player 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 does it tick fix me a drink I got the so bring in
That ham (not!) don't need no ham don't me like I'm smokin'
Rocks I got the we gots the freaks in the dungeon just to let you
Know 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 serve 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 a lot of hoes around I split my
Game while waiting count down a fo' a three two here comes the one a
Do yeah me copy folks spark another one

All the players came far and wide
Wearing 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

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