Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball (reprise)

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

It's beginnin' to look a lot like
Follow my every step 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 least no no it cease so I
Begin to my two and two together
no snowy weather have to
Find to do better bet!
I said subtract so shut up
Nonsense about some solid I got say
Crock if it real it
Ain't right I'm no matter what the season
Forever chill with spin I get my fin I chill less
And got my reasons so me what did you expect?
You thought I'd my neck to help y'all deck the halls oh
Now I got 'nother of celebratin' I'm gettin' biz to that ho-jo I
Gots the hoochie waitin' I made it
To another year can't ask fo' much mo Outkast
For the boots I you knew so now you know
go

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

Hallelujah hallelujah know I do some things more different than I
Used ta I'm a player doing what the players do the package store is
Closed okay my deck is woofin' is ridiculous I'm gettin' serious I'm
Gettin' curious cause the house is smelling sick of chitlins all
I make no wishes cause the modern folk is in the back gettin' tipsy
Off the and I's in a hellova contact smoke they havin' a smoke out
In my back seat they passing reminding verses cause it's in the air I
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin' switches clicking the side
Ta lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm wide open on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe cause a junkie is a junkie sixty
Five just another day of work to me the spirit just ain't in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see they 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 hangin' my on no
Tip how far does it tick fix me a drink I got the so bring in
That ham (not!) don't need no ham don't play me like I'm
Rocks I got the money we gots the freaks in the just to let you
Know cause in ninety three that's how we comin' so hoe hoe hoes 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 my body where's the party
We deep we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes around I split my
Game while count down a five fo' a three two here comes the one a
Do yeah me copy folks spark another one

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

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