Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball (reprise)

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

beginnin' to look a lot like what?
Follow my every step take
On how I creep I's bout ta go in
is the way I creep my season
Here's my rep I kept to say
The least no no it cease so I
Begin to my two and two together
Gots no weather have to
Find something to do bet!
I said so shut up that
Nonsense about some nine I got say
Crock if it real it
Ain't right I'm like no matter the season
Forever chill with 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 help deck the halls oh
Now I got means of celebratin' I'm gettin' biz to that ho-jo I
Gots the hoochie waitin' I it through
To another year can't ask fo' much mo it's
For the boots I thought you so now you know
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 is happenin' all day every day

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah know I do some things more different I
Used ta cause I'm a player what the players do the package store 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 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 seat they passing herb verses cause it's in the air I
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin' switches clicking the switches
Ta side for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm wide open on the
Freeway my pager broke my cause a junkie is a junkie 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 what they junkies got to me cause
It's that, yeah

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 a better day
When the player ball is all day every 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 remedy so in
That ham (not!) don't need no ham don't me like I'm smokin'
Rocks I got the money we the freaks in the dungeon just to let you
Know cause in ninety three that's how we comin' so hoe hoe hoes my
King ass fro the gin and juice me tipsy so on
It goes hit me ten and serve 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 around I split my
Game while waiting count down a five fo' a three two here the one a
Do yeah have me copy folks spark one

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

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