Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball (reprise)

Scene was so thick low rides seventy seven
El nothin' but them 'llacs
All the players all the I'm talking about
Black man yeah know what I'm saying? Peace

It's beginnin' to look a lot what?
Follow my every take notes
On how I creep I's ta go in deep
This is the way I my season
Here's my ghetto rep I to say
The least no no it can't so I
Begin to piece my two and two
Gots no snowy weather to
something to do better bet!
I said subtract so up that
Nonsense some solid nine I got say
Crock if it real it
Ain't right I'm like no matter the season
Forever chill with I get my fin I chill with less
And got my reasons so tell me what did you
You thought I'd my neck to help y'all deck the halls oh
Now I got means of celebratin' I'm gettin' biz to that ho-jo I
the hoochie waitin' I made it through
To year can't ask fo' much mo it's Outkast
For the boots I you knew so now you know
go

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

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah I do some things 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' cause the house is smelling sick of chitlins all this
Vicious I make no wishes cause the 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 passing herb reminding verses cause it's in the air I
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm makin' switches the switches side
Ta side lookin' for watchin' for snitches I'm wide open on the
Freeway my broke my vibe cause a junkie is a junkie three sixty
Five it's another 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
It's like that,

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

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 is happenin' all day every day

Ain't no chimminies in the so I won't be hangin' my socks on no
Tip how far does it tick fix me a drink I got the remedy so in
ham (not!) don't need 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 ninety three that's how we 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 heart does not go pitty pat for no rat I'm back my
Elbows out the windows cold rhyming fills my body where's the party
We rode deep we dip to underground see's a lot of 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 came from far and wide
Wearing Afros and in every gangster ride
Now I'm here to tell yeah a better day
When the player is happenin' all day every day

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