Luyện nghe bài hát Player Way - Eightball & MJG

No one the unexpected (uh uh)

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

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

[1] - Everything that I do be all the loot
I been up dust in my Polo boots
Gettin' blowed on the droll, takin' smoke up my
I give the to a woman, but I don't love hoes
I'm a player, and don't 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, o' dawn, can't 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
there's TV's in it
I can tell by the way you talk and the way you
You foul and if you had you wouldn't get back
You thinkin' you invincible, you hard to get at
I know everywhere you go, you live at
I be wanna click-clack and you be ready to get
I be to go to war, you ain't gon' be with that
You be the same cat I run up on and spit at
Bleedin' all crazy and know where you hit at
I'm dead up, niggas 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 yo drawers
And do something outstandin' yo jaws
After all this waitin' I can see clean yo forehead
You mo' said than done, give mo' head some
Throw my down in the puddle, hell no
If you don't a pimp, somebody besta tell y'all
Yeah the women say it's good to have a
But yet and still they 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 steady toes
As I pull up, is thinking the bigger fat, natural

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

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