Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball (Original)

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

It's beginnin' to a lot like what?
Follow my every step notes
On how I I's bout ta go in deep
This is the way I my season
Here's my 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 said subtract so shut up
Nonsense some solid nine I got say
Crock if it real it
Ain't right I'm no matter what the season
Forever chill with spin I get my fin I chill less
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 of celebratin' I'm gettin' biz to that ho-jo I
Gots the waitin' I made it through
To another year can't ask fo' mo it's Outkast
For the boots I thought you knew so now you
go

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

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah know I do things more different than I
ta cause I'm a player doing what the players do the package store is
Closed okay my deck is woofin' this is ridiculous I'm gettin' I'm
Gettin' curious cause the is smelling 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 smoke they havin' 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 clicking the switches
Ta side lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm open on the
Freeway my pager my vibe cause a junkie is a junkie three sixty
Five it's just another day of work to me the spirit ain't in me
my pistol and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me cause
It's like that,

Clever pimpin', never slipin, 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
the player ball is happenin' all day every day

Ain't no in the ghetto so I won't be hangin' my socks 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 don't play me I'm smokin'
I got the money 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 I'll serve you then now we in the in my
Cadillac my heart not go pitty 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 count down a five fo' a three two here comes the one a
Do have me copy folks spark another one

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

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