Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball (Original)

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

It's beginnin' to look a lot what?
my every step take notes
On how I I's bout ta go in deep
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 have to
Find something to do bet!
I said subtract so up that
Nonsense some solid nine I got say
Crock if it ain't it
Ain't I'm like no matter what the season
Forever chill with spin I get my fin I with less
And got my reasons so me what did you expect?
You thought I'd break my neck to 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 year can't ask fo' much mo it's Outkast
For the boots I thought you so now you know
go

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

Hallelujah hallelujah know I do some things more different than I
Used ta cause I'm a doing what 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 no wishes cause the modern folk is in the back gettin' tipsy
Off the nog-en and I's in a hellova contact smoke they havin' a out
In my back seat they 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 for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm wide open on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe cause a junkie is a junkie sixty
Five it's just another day of work to me the spirit just in me
my pistol and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me cause
It's that, yeah

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

All the players came from far and
Wearing Afros and braids in gangster ride
Now I'm here to yeah there's a better day
When the player ball is all day every 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 drink I got the so bring in
That ham (not!) don't need no ham play me like I'm smokin'
I got the money we gots the freaks in the dungeon just to let you
Know cause in 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 serve you then now we in the 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 where's the party
We rode deep we dip to underground a lot of hoes around I split my
Game while waiting count down a five fo' a three two comes the one a
Do yeah have me copy folks spark one

All the came from far and wide
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

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