Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball (reprise)

Scene was so thick low rides seventy Sevilles
El Dawgs nothin' but 'llacs
All the players all the hustlers I'm talking
Black man heaven know what I'm saying? Peace

It's beginnin' to a lot like what?
Follow my every take notes
On how I I's bout ta go in deep
is the way I creep my season
Here's my ghetto rep I to say
The least no no it cease so I
to piece my two and two together
Gots no weather have to
Find something to do bet!
I said so shut up that
Nonsense some solid nine I got say
if it ain't real it
Ain't right I'm like no matter what the
Forever chill with spin I get my fin I with less
And got my so tell me what did you expect?
You thought I'd break my neck to y'all deck the halls oh
Now I got 'nother 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 it's
For the I thought you knew 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 is happenin' all day every day

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah I do some things more different than I
Used ta I'm a player doing what the players do the package store is
Closed my deck is woofin' this is ridiculous I'm gettin' serious I'm
Gettin' curious cause the house is smelling sick of chitlins all
I make no wishes cause the modern folk is in the back gettin' tipsy
Off the nog-en and I's in a hellova smoke they havin' a smoke out
In my back they passing herb reminding verses cause it's in the air I
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin' switches the switches side
Ta side lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm open on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe cause a 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 junkies got to give me cause
It's like that,

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

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

Ain't no 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 me like I'm smokin'
Rocks I got the money we gots the freaks in the just to let you
Know in ninety three 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
Cadillac my heart not go pitty pat for no rat I'm leaning back my
out the windows cold rhyming indo fills my body where's the party
We deep we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes around I split my
Game while waiting count a five fo' a three two here comes the one a
Do yeah have me copy spark another one

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

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