Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball (reprise)

Scene was so thick low rides seventy seven
El Dawgs nothin' but them
All the players all the hustlers I'm talking
Black man heaven yeah know what I'm Peace

It's beginnin' to look a lot what?
Follow my every step notes
On how I creep I's ta go in deep
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
Find to do better bet!
I said subtract so shut up
about some solid nine I got say
Crock if it ain't it
Ain't right I'm like no what the season
chill with spin I get my fin I chill with less
And got my reasons so tell me what did you
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 you knew so now you know
go

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

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah I do some things more different than I
Used ta cause I'm a player doing what the players do the package is
okay my deck is woofin' this is ridiculous I'm gettin' serious I'm
Gettin' cause the house is smelling 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 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' switches clicking the side
Ta side lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm open on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe a junkie is a junkie three sixty
Five it's just another day of to me the spirit just ain't in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me
like that, yeah

Clever pimpin', slipin, that's how it is (check it!)

All the players from 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

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 me like I'm smokin'
I got the money we gots the freaks in the dungeon just to let you
Know cause in ninety that's how we comin' so hoe hoe hoes check my
King ass fro the gin and juice me tipsy so on
It goes hit me ten and I'll 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 windows cold rhyming indo fills my body 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 two here comes the one a
Do have me copy folks spark another one

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

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