Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Playa

[i'm a player and I'm playin' the bass]
a player and I'm playin' jus' the bass]

You see I made up my when I was seventeen,
I ain' no marriage and a weddin' ring,
I be a fo' life so where's my wife,
Prob'ly at the stuck on the pipe,
she must be smokin' and I'm not jokin'
Too short baby comin' from oakland,
Got way mo' bitches than I need,
I put on a big fat bag of weed,
'cause I can you a bitch but wouldn't give you joint,
Bitches shit and now I made my point,
So you can light weed,
While I spit rap,
And tell you 'bout a from way back,
I was only when I first got my dick sucked,
Now I'm grown up and I like to bust nuts,
Gittin' in the right situations,
You wanna rap well that's a occupation,
To git pussy when you want 'n how you want it
I was fuckin' ugly hoes back in high schoo'
I used to young-ass hoes,
Used to be and didn't have no clothes,
Now I fuck top bitches,
Tellin' stories rags to riches,
'bout a named shorty from the oakland set,
mackin' fo' years 'n ain't fell of yet,
So if you ever see me rollin' in my top caddy,
a peace sign and say hey pimp daddy!
'cause I never fron' on my folks,
I slow down and let the gold diggers my spokes,
Bitches come a a dozen,
So don't get mad I fuck your cousin,
Your two sisters, I even fuck ex-bitch,
Short dog in the with some player shit...

[i'm a player and I'm playin' the bass]
[i'm a player and I'm playin' the bass]
[i'm a player and I'm playin' jus' the
a player and I'm playin' jus' the bass]

All the fake peep game from the real,
hatin' lover tell me how do ya feel,
When you front to the homies how you 'em,
fo' a tramp, but you can't find 'em,
You got one girlfriend you see her night,
Comin' around the partners, lyin' your life,
Looked at watch it said six twenty-two,
Cut to the house and said I love you,
Can't act like a mack like sho'
An' the of the macks in the streets of the o bitch!
Comin' up we how to freak these hoes,
And when your through gittin' yours then you shake hoes,
And your older, it's nothin' but a routine,
g's everyday workin' blue jeans,
I know I it before,
I see it again,
Young tender saying short you be my man...

[i'm a and I'm playin' jus' the bass]
[i'm a and I'm playin' jus' the bass]
[i'm a player and I'm playin' the bass]
[i'm a player and I'm playin' the bass]

Yeeeah there's alot of fake out there
Talkin' bad about ant banks, you what I'm sayin'
But hey ain' up
dog, what you do about them player haters

Try 'n stay away kriss kross imitators,
Put ya in a cross 'cause they jus' haters,
I thought you knew, dog is a player,
Born to mack, 'n got everywhere,
I around town in my clean-ass cars,
Screenin' these hoes movie stars,
Checkin' my traps like a rat,
I was to mack,
I'm hookin' hoes like crack, I be a monkey on your bitch,
Until you kick that short dog got you on my dick,
And even though I fuck you every day,
That's 'cause I got another aroun' the way,
We can all get together on a night,
Cut to the house hook somethin' up tight,
I really care,
I'm a player...

[i'm a player and I'm playin' the bass]
[i'm a player and I'm playin' jus' the
a player and I'm playin' jus' the bass]
[i'm a player and I'm playin' the bass]