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

Scene was so thick low rides seventy Sevilles
El Dawgs 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 a lot like what?
Follow my every take 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
to piece my two and two together
Gots no snowy have to
Find to do better bet!
I said subtract so up that
Nonsense about some solid I got say
Crock if it ain't it
Ain't I'm like no matter what the season
chill with spin I get my fin I chill with less
And got my reasons so tell me did you expect?
You thought I'd my neck to help y'all deck the halls oh
Now I got 'nother means of celebratin' I'm gettin' biz to ho-jo I
Gots the hoochie waitin' I made it
To another year ask fo' much mo it's Outkast
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 here to tell yeah a better day
When the player ball is all day every day

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah know I do some things more than I
ta cause I'm a player doing what the players do the package store is
Closed okay my deck is woofin' 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 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 I'm makin' switches clicking the switches side
Ta side lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm wide 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
Grab my pistol and my ounce see they junkies got to give me cause
like that, yeah

Clever pimpin', 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 to tell yeah there's a better day
When the player ball is happenin' all day day

Ain't no chimminies in the 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 like I'm
Rocks I got the money we gots the freaks in the dungeon 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 serve you then now we in the corner in my
Cadillac my heart does not go pitty pat for no rat I'm back my
Elbows out the windows rhyming indo fills my body where's the party
We rode deep we dip to underground a lot of hoes around I split my
Game waiting count down a five fo' a three two here comes the one a
Do yeah have me folks spark another one

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 ball is happenin' all day every day

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