Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball (reprise)

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

It's beginnin' to a lot like what?
Follow my every step take
On how I creep I's bout ta go in
This is the way I creep my
Here's my rep I kept to say
The no no it can't cease so I
Begin to my two and two together
Gots no snowy weather to
something to do better bet!
I said so shut up that
about some solid nine I got say
Crock if it ain't it
Ain't I'm like no matter 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 break my neck to help deck the halls oh
Now I got 'nother means of celebratin' I'm biz to that ho-jo I
Gots the hoochie waitin' I made it
To another can't ask fo' much mo it's Outkast
For the boots I you knew so now you know
go

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

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah know I do some more different than I
Used ta cause I'm a player doing what the players do the package is
Closed my deck is woofin' this is ridiculous I'm gettin' serious I'm
Gettin' curious cause the is smelling sick of chitlins all this
I make no wishes cause the modern folk 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 seat they passing herb reminding verses it's in the air I
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm switches clicking the switches side
Ta side lookin' for bitches watchin' for I'm wide open on the
Freeway my pager my vibe 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 see what they junkies got to give 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 gangster ride
Now I'm to tell yeah there's a better day
When the player ball is happenin' all day day

no chimminies in the ghetto 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!) need no ham don't play me like I'm smokin'
Rocks I got the money we gots the in the dungeon just to let you
Know cause in ninety three how we comin' so hoe hoe hoes check my
ass fro the gin and juice gots me tipsy so on
It goes hit me ten and I'll serve you then now we in the in my
Cadillac my heart does not go pitty pat for no rat I'm back my
Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo fills my where's the party
We deep we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes around I split my
Game while waiting count down a five fo' a three two here the one a
Do yeah have me copy spark another one

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

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