Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball (Original)

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

It's beginnin' to a lot like what?
Follow my every step take
On how I creep I's bout ta go in
This is the way I creep my
Here's my ghetto rep I to say
The least no no it can't so I
to piece my two and two together
Gots no snowy have to
something to do better bet!
I said subtract so up that
Nonsense about some 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 I'd break my neck to help y'all deck the halls oh
Now I got 'nother means of I'm gettin' biz to that ho-jo I
Gots the hoochie waitin' I it through
To another year can't ask fo' much mo Outkast
For the boots I thought you so now you know
go

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

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah know I do some things more different I
Used ta cause I'm a player doing the players do the package store is
Closed okay my deck is woofin' this is I'm gettin' serious I'm
Gettin' curious cause the house is sick of chitlins all this
Vicious I make no wishes cause the modern folk is in the back gettin'
Off the nog-en and I's in a hellova contact 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' clicking the switches side
Ta side for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm wide open on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe cause a is a junkie three sixty
Five it's just another day of work to me the spirit ain't in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see they junkies got to give me cause
It's that, yeah

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

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

Ain't no chimminies in the ghetto so I be hangin' my socks on no
Tip how far does it tick fix me a drink I got the remedy so in
That ham (not!) need no ham don't play me like I'm smokin'
Rocks I got the money we the freaks in the dungeon 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 hit me ten and I'll serve you then now we in the corner in my
my heart does not go pitty pat for no rat I'm leaning back my
Elbows out the cold rhyming indo fills my body where's the party
We rode deep we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes around I my
Game while waiting count down a five fo' a three two here the one a
Do yeah have me copy folks spark one

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

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