Luyện nghe bài hát Player Way - Eightball & MJG

No one the unexpected (uh uh)

Something real, you could feel (that's right)
Straight the Suave House (Bad Boy)
(no doubt)
Put a soul in here
And we stop

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' MC's go home 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
up a pound and leave you bitch niggas in disbelief
Inhale the smoke and word I wrote came out dope
Not that crack, I being lyrical dope above tracks
Not sayin' I won't the Rueger and put hollow to ya
Have yo mama on her knees screamin'
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] - Everything that I do be all the loot
I kickin' up dust in my Polo boots
Gettin' blowed on the droll, takin' up my nose
I give the world to a woman, but I love hoes
I'm a player, and don't you forget
You need to get with it, let me hit it and 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
Look shit, my niggas rock, 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 by the way you talk and the way you chit-chat
You foul and if you had styles you wouldn't get
You thinkin' you invincible, you hard to get at
I everywhere you go, everywhere you live at
I be wanna click-clack and you be ready to get
I be ready to go to war, you ain't gon' be 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 up, niggas doin' drama better shut up, I'm fed up
Know for my I was set up
I let up, you in some shit that don't concern you
Send a bullet through your thermal, you crazy

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I've waiting 20 minutes baby
Now drop yo
And do something outstandin' yo jaws
After all waitin' I can see clean through yo forehead
You mo' said than done, mo' head than some
Throw my jacket in the puddle, hell no
If you don't know a pimp, somebody besta tell
Yeah the women say it's to have a confidant
But yet and still they 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 wastin' the
Serious ballas and hoes, got da women walkin'
Dibs on da strip steady toes
As I pull up, cranking is thinking the fat, natural

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

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