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

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

It's to look a lot like what?
Follow my every take notes
On how I creep I's ta go in deep
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 my two and two together
Gots no snowy have to
something to do better bet!
I said so shut up that
Nonsense about some nine I got say
Crock if it real it
Ain't I'm like no matter what the season
Forever chill spin I get my fin I chill with less
And got my reasons so tell me did you expect?
You thought I'd break my neck to help y'all deck the oh
Now I got 'nother means of celebratin' I'm gettin' biz to ho-jo I
the hoochie waitin' I made it through
To another year 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 Afros and braids in every ride
Now I'm to tell yeah there's a better day
When the player ball is happenin' all day day

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah 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 deck is woofin' this is ridiculous I'm serious I'm
Gettin' curious cause the house is smelling of chitlins all this
Vicious I make no cause the modern folk is in the back gettin' tipsy
Off the nog-en and I's in a hellova contact smoke they a smoke out
In my back seat they passing herb reminding verses cause in the air I
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin' switches clicking the side
Ta side lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm open on the
Freeway my pager broke my cause a junkie 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 what they got to give me cause
like that, yeah

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 here to tell yeah a better day
When the player ball is happenin' all day day

no chimminies 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 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 that's how we comin' so hoe hoe hoes check my
ass fro the gin and juice gots me tipsy so on
It hit me ten and I'll 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 cold rhyming indo fills my body where's the
We rode deep we dip to see's a lot of hoes around I split my
Game while waiting down a five fo' a three two here comes the one a
Do yeah have me folks spark another one

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

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