Luyện nghe bài hát Player's Ball [Original Version]

Scene was so thick low rides seventy seven
El Dawgs nothin' but them
All the players all the hustlers I'm about
Black man heaven know what I'm saying? Peace

It's to look a lot like what?
Follow my every take notes
On how I I's bout ta go in deep
is the way I creep my season
Here's my ghetto rep I to say
The no no it can't cease so I
Begin to piece my two and two
Gots no snowy have to
Find something to do bet!
I subtract so shut up that
Nonsense some solid nine I got say
Crock if it ain't it
Ain't right I'm no matter what the season
Forever chill with spin I get my fin I chill less
And got my reasons so tell me what did you
You thought I'd my neck to help y'all deck the halls oh
Now I got 'nother means of celebratin' I'm gettin' biz to that I
the hoochie waitin' I made it through
To another year can't ask fo' much mo Outkast
For the boots I thought you knew so now you
go

All the players came far and wide
Wearing and braids in every gangster ride
Now I'm here to yeah there's a better day
When the player ball is happenin' all day day

Hallelujah hallelujah yeah I do some things more different than I
Used ta cause I'm a player doing what the players do the package is
Closed okay my deck is woofin' this is ridiculous I'm gettin' I'm
Gettin' curious the house is smelling sick of chitlins all this
Vicious I make no wishes cause the folk is in the back gettin' tipsy
Off the and I's in a hellova contact smoke they havin' a smoke out
In my back seat they herb reminding verses cause it's in the air I
Hit the parks hit the cuts I'm switches clicking the switches side
Ta side lookin' for bitches watchin' for snitches I'm wide on the
Freeway my pager broke my vibe cause a junkie is a junkie three
Five it's just another day of work to me the spirit ain't in me
Grab my pistol and my ounce see what they junkies got to give me
It's that, yeah

Clever pimpin', slipin, that's how it is (check it!)

All the players came far and wide
Wearing Afros and in every gangster ride
Now I'm here to yeah there's a better day
When the player is happenin' all day every day

Ain't no chimminies in the ghetto so I won't be hangin' my on no
Tip how far does it tick fix me a drink I got the remedy so in
That ham (not!) don't need no ham play me like I'm smokin'
Rocks I got the money we gots the freaks in the dungeon to let you
Know cause in ninety three how we comin' so hoe hoe hoes check my
ass fro the gin and juice gots me tipsy so on
It goes hit me ten and serve you then now we in the corner in my
Cadillac my heart does not go pat for no rat I'm leaning back my
Elbows out the windows cold rhyming indo my body where's the party
We rode deep we dip to underground see's a lot of hoes I split my
Game while waiting count down a fo' a three two here comes the one a
Do yeah have me copy spark another one

All the players came from far and
Wearing Afros and braids in every gangster
Now I'm here to tell there's a better day
When the player ball is happenin' all day day

Here's a little for all the players out there hustling, gettin'
for theirs, from east point, college park, decatur, devrai, you
Know world wide, down for