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 about
Black man heaven yeah know I'm saying? Peace

beginnin' to look a lot like what?
Follow my every take notes
On how I creep I's ta go in deep
is the way I creep my season
Here's my ghetto rep I to say
The no no it can't cease so I
Begin to my two and two together
Gots no weather have to
something to do better bet!
I said subtract so up that
Nonsense about some solid I got say
Crock if it ain't it
Ain't right I'm like no what the season
Forever 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 y'all deck the oh
Now I got 'nother means of celebratin' I'm gettin' biz to ho-jo I
Gots the hoochie waitin' I made it
To another year can't ask fo' much mo it's
For the boots I thought you knew so now you
go

All the came from 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 yeah know I do some things more different than I
Used ta cause I'm a player doing what the players do the package is
Closed okay my is woofin' this 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 folk is in the back tipsy
Off the nog-en and I's in a hellova contact smoke they a smoke out
In my back seat they passing herb reminding verses cause in the air I
Hit the hit the cuts I'm makin' switches clicking the switches side
Ta side lookin' for 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 junkies got to give me cause
like that, yeah

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

All the players came far and wide
Wearing Afros and in every gangster ride
Now I'm here to tell 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 I got the remedy so bring in
That ham (not!) don't no ham don't play me like I'm smokin'
Rocks I got the money we gots the freaks in the just to let you
Know cause in 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 serve you then now we in the corner in my
Cadillac my does not go pitty pat for no rat I'm leaning back my
Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo fills my where's the party
We rode deep we dip to underground see's a lot of around I split my
while waiting count down a five fo' a three two here comes the one a
Do yeah have me copy spark another one

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

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