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

Scene was so thick low rides seventy Sevilles
El Dawgs nothin' but them
All the players all the 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 my season
my ghetto rep I kept to say
The no no it can't cease so I
Begin to piece my two and two
Gots no snowy have to
Find something to do bet!
I said subtract so up that
Nonsense some solid nine I got say
if it ain't real it
Ain't right I'm like no matter the season
Forever with spin I get my fin I chill with less
And got my reasons so me what did you expect?
You thought I'd break my neck to y'all deck the halls oh
Now I got means of celebratin' 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 Outkast
For the boots I you knew so now you know
go

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

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah know I do some things different than I
Used ta cause I'm a player what 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 smelling sick of 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 contact smoke havin' a smoke out
In my back seat they passing herb reminding cause it's in the air I
Hit the parks hit the I'm makin' switches clicking the switches side
Ta lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm wide open on the
Freeway my broke my vibe cause a junkie is a junkie three sixty
Five it's just another day of work to me the spirit just in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see what they got to give me cause
It's that, yeah

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

All the players from 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

Ain't no chimminies in the ghetto so I won't be 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 we gots the freaks in the dungeon just to let you
Know cause in ninety three that's how we comin' so hoe hoe hoes my
ass fro the gin and juice gots me tipsy so on
It goes hit me ten and I'll 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 where's the party
We rode deep we dip to underground see's a lot of around I split my
Game while waiting count a five fo' a three two here comes the one a
Do yeah me copy folks spark another one

All the players came from far and
Wearing and braids in every gangster ride
Now I'm here to 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'
Down for theirs, east point, college park, decatur, devrai, you
Know wide, down for theirs