Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball [Original Version]

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

It's beginnin' to look a lot like
my every step take notes
On how I creep I's bout ta go in
This is the way I creep my
my ghetto rep I kept to say
The least no no it can't so I
Begin to piece my two and two
Gots no weather have to
Find to do better bet!
I said so shut up that
Nonsense about some solid I got say
Crock if it ain't it
Ain't right I'm like no matter what the
Forever chill with I get my fin I chill with less
And got my reasons so tell me what did you
You thought I'd break my neck to 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 made it
To another year can't ask fo' much mo it's
For the boots I thought you knew so now you
go

All the came from far and wide
Wearing and braids in every gangster ride
Now I'm to tell yeah 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 what the players do the package store is
okay my deck is woofin' this is ridiculous 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 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 verses it's in the air I
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm switches clicking the switches side
Ta lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm wide open on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe cause a junkie is a three sixty
Five it's just day of work to me the spirit just ain't in me
my pistol 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 far and wide
Wearing and braids in every gangster ride
Now I'm here to tell yeah there's a 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 it tick fix me a drink I got the remedy so bring in
ham (not!) don't 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
Know cause in ninety three that's how we so hoe hoe hoes check my
ass fro the gin and juice gots 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 pat for no rat I'm leaning back my
Elbows out the windows cold indo fills my body where's the party
We rode deep we dip to see's a lot of hoes around I split my
Game waiting 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 ride
Now I'm here to tell there's a better day
the player ball is happenin' all day every day

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