Luyện nghe bài hát Player Way - Eightball & MJG

No one the unexpected (uh uh)

Something real, something you could (that's right)
Straight from the House (Bad Boy)
(no doubt)
Put a little in here
And we don't

No one has to ask who be bad
Eightball and MJ pimpin' G be all up in ass
From Memphis Tenn, around the and than back again
Make weak MC's go home practicing
I flip a Benz, will play and plenty Benjamins
Low key, plenty makes plenty friends
Baby, I got all the that I need to chief
Smoke up a and leave you bitch niggas in disbelief
Inhale the smoke and every word I wrote out dope
Not like that crack, I being lyrical above tracks
Not I won't pull the Rueger and put hollow to ya
Have yo mama on her knees Hallelujeh
Lay it playa, Suave House, Bad Boy, Fat Boy
And her the Rat-A-Tat boy
Matter of boy, this is not a act boy
The player way, keep the makin' stacks boy

[1] - that I do be all about the loot
I been kickin' up in my Polo boots
Gettin' on the droll, takin' smoke up my nose
I give the world to a woman, but I don't hoes
I'm a player, baby and don't you
You need to get it, let me hit it and split it
In the bed, on the floor, hot tub,
The player way, the way

Now on, on, break o' dawn, stop, I'm too hot
shit, my niggas rock, hype man be in the drop
Me no if the B's be tinted, you won't see me in it
'Less TV's in it
I can by the way you talk and the way you chit-chat
You foul and if you had styles you wouldn't get
You you invincible, you ain't hard to get at
I know everywhere you go, everywhere you at
I be wanna click-clack and you be to get back
I be to go to war, you ain't gon' be with that
You be the same cat that I run up on and at
Bleedin' all crazy and don't know you hit at
I'm dead up, niggas doin' drama shut up, I'm fed up
for my Roley I was set up
I can't let up, you in shit that don't concern you
Send a bullet through your thermal, you crazy

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I've been waiting 20 minutes
Now drop yo
And do outstandin' with yo jaws
all this waitin' I can see clean through yo forehead
You mo' said than done, give mo' head than
my jacket down in the puddle, hell no
If you don't a pimp, somebody besta tell y'all
Yeah the say it's good to have a confidant
But yet and still they it up to pimps, once a month
See a lot of these lovers, they took they K-man
Front like they and hold a fake in
You the time
Serious ballas and hoes, got da women walkin'
Dibs on da with steady toes
As I pull up, cranking is the bigger fat, natural

Plenty workin' for G and whoever next to me
And I ain't gonna rest till we a statement
I'm straight up you want it down? time for a replacement

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