Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball (reprise)

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

It's beginnin' to look a lot like
my every step take notes
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 no no it can't cease so I
Begin to piece my two and two
Gots no snowy weather to
Find something to do bet!
I said subtract so up that
Nonsense about some solid I got say
if it ain't real it
Ain't right I'm like no matter what the
Forever chill 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 help y'all the halls oh
Now I got 'nother means of celebratin' I'm gettin' biz to ho-jo I
Gots the hoochie waitin' I it through
To another can't 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 here to tell yeah there's a day
When the player ball is happenin' all day day

Hallelujah yeah know I do some things more different than I
Used ta cause I'm a player what the players do the package store is
Closed okay my deck is woofin' is ridiculous I'm gettin' serious I'm
Gettin' curious 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 smoke they havin' a 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 clicking the switches
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 work to me the spirit just in me
Grab my and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me cause
It's like that,

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

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

Ain't no chimminies in the ghetto so I won't be hangin' my 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 play me like I'm
I got the money we gots the freaks in the dungeon just to let you
Know cause in ninety three that's how we comin' so hoe hoe check my
King ass fro the gin and 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 leaning 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 fo' a three two here comes the one a
Do yeah have me copy folks spark one

All the came from far and wide
Wearing Afros and braids in every gangster
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 players out hustling, gettin'
Down for theirs, from point, college park, decatur, devrai, you
Know world wide, down for