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 I'm talking about
Black man yeah know what I'm saying? Peace

beginnin' to look a lot like what?
Follow my every take notes
On how I creep I's bout ta go in
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 snowy have to
Find something to do bet!
I subtract so shut up that
Nonsense some solid nine I got say
Crock if it ain't 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 tell me did you expect?
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
the hoochie waitin' I made it through
To another year can't ask fo' much mo Outkast
For the boots I thought you knew so now you
go

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

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah I do some things more different than I
Used ta cause I'm a doing what the players do the package store is
Closed okay my deck is woofin' this is I'm gettin' serious I'm
Gettin' cause the house is smelling sick of chitlins 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 smoke they havin' a smoke out
In my back seat they herb reminding verses cause it's in the air I
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin' switches clicking the switches
Ta lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm wide open on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe cause a junkie is a three sixty
Five it's just another day of work to me the just ain't in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see what they got to give me cause
like that, yeah

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

All the came from far and wide
Wearing Afros and in every gangster ride
Now I'm here to yeah there's a better day
When the 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 remedy so in
That ham (not!) don't no ham don't play 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 check my
King ass fro the gin and gots me tipsy so on
It goes hit me ten and I'll serve you now we in the corner in my
Cadillac my heart does not go pat for no rat I'm leaning back my
Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo fills my body where's the
We rode deep we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes I split my
Game while waiting count down a five fo' a three two comes the one a
Do yeah me copy folks spark another one

All the players came far and wide
Wearing and braids in every gangster ride
Now I'm here to yeah there's a better day
When the player ball is 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 world wide, for theirs