Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball (reprise)

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

It's beginnin' to look a lot like
Follow my every take notes
On how I creep I's bout ta go in
This is the way I 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 weather have to
Find something to do bet!
I subtract so shut up that
Nonsense about solid nine I got say
Crock if it real it
right I'm like no matter what the season
Forever with 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 deck the halls oh
Now I got 'nother of celebratin' I'm gettin' biz to that ho-jo I
Gots the hoochie waitin' I it through
To year can't ask fo' much mo it's Outkast
For the I thought you knew so now you know
go

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

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah know I do some things different than I
Used ta cause I'm a player doing the players do the package store is
Closed okay my deck is woofin' this is ridiculous I'm gettin' I'm
Gettin' curious the house is smelling sick of chitlins all this
Vicious I make no wishes the modern folk is in the back gettin' tipsy
Off the nog-en and I's in a hellova contact they havin' a smoke out
In my back seat they passing herb reminding verses it's in the air I
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin' switches clicking the side
Ta side lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm open on the
Freeway my pager broke my cause a junkie is a junkie three sixty
Five just another 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

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

All the players came from far and
Wearing Afros and braids in every gangster
Now I'm here to tell yeah there's a 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 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 dungeon to let you
Know cause in ninety three that's how we 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 indo fills my body where's the party
We rode we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes around I split my
Game while waiting count down a five fo' a two here comes the one a
Do yeah have me folks spark another one

All the players from far and wide
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

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