Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball (Original)

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

It's beginnin' to look a lot what?
Follow my every step notes
On how I creep I's bout ta go in
This is the way I creep my
Here's my rep I kept to say
The least no no it cease so I
Begin to piece my two and two
Gots no snowy weather to
Find something to do bet!
I said so shut up that
Nonsense about solid nine I got say
Crock if it ain't it
Ain't right I'm like no matter what the
Forever chill with spin I get my fin I chill with
And got my reasons so me what did you expect?
You thought I'd break my 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 waitin' I made it through
To another can't ask fo' much mo it's Outkast
For the I thought you knew so now you know
go

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

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah know I do things more different than I
Used ta cause I'm a player doing the players do the package store is
Closed okay my deck is woofin' this is ridiculous I'm gettin' I'm
curious cause the house is smelling sick of chitlins all this
Vicious I make no wishes the modern folk is in the back gettin' tipsy
Off the nog-en and I's in a hellova contact smoke they a smoke out
In my back seat passing herb reminding verses 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 junkie 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 they got to give me cause
It's that, yeah

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

All the players 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 happenin' all day 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 gots me tipsy so on
It goes hit me ten and serve you then now we in the corner in my
Cadillac my does 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 deep we dip to underground a lot of hoes around 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
Afros and braids in every gangster ride
Now I'm here to tell yeah there's a day
When the player is happenin' all day every day

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