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 soul in
And we stop

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 ends makes friends
Baby, I got all the herbs that I to chief
up a pound and leave you bitch niggas in disbelief
Inhale the and every word I wrote came out dope
Not that crack, I being lyrical dope above tracks
Not I won't pull 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 friends the boy
of fact boy, this is not a act boy
The player way, the player makin' stacks boy

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

Now on, on, o' dawn, can't 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 TV's in it
I can tell by the way you talk and the way you
You foul and if you had styles you wouldn't get
You you invincible, you ain't hard to get at
I know you go, everywhere you live at
I be wanna and you be ready to get back
I be ready to go to war, you ain't gon' be that
You be the same cat I run up on and spit at
Bleedin' all crazy and don't where you hit at
I'm dead up, niggas drama better shut up, I'm fed up
for my Roley 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 been waiting 20 baby
Now yo drawers
And do something with yo jaws
After all this waitin' I can see clean through yo
You mo' than done, give mo' head than some
Throw my jacket in the puddle, hell no
If you don't know a pimp, somebody tell y'all
the women say it's good to have a confidant
But yet and still give it up to pimps, once a month
See a lot of these pimp lovers, they took K-man
Front like they and hold a fake in
You wastin' the
ballas and ready hoes, got da women walkin'
Dibs on da strip with steady
As I pull up, cranking is thinking the bigger fat,

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

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