Luyện nghe bài hát Player Way - Eightball & MJG

No one expected the (uh uh)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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