Luyện nghe bài hát Hard Ball

Throw me the ball and watch me I do with it
We got Bow Wow in the
My man Lil' Zane, Wayne, Sammie sang to me

1: (Sammie)]
Strike one, got you by
Strike two, before your eyes
Pitch three, this to the wall
Ain't no game like a of Hardball

[Verse 1: Lil' Bow
When I step to the plate the get back (back)
'cause they know I'm the only for dogs
So many to back hits they call me little Sammie Sosa
Bubble gum, up all the hustlers
Y'all know how to it when it's time to compete
On the field, on the court, over any steep
And break, and you know it when you see your
And now that's all I see goin on, holla at me
Game time, all I think is bringing home the trophy
If your team is better mine, you gotta show me
gotta beat me, really gotta trash talk
Mistreat me, and send my squad home
'cause I don't know loose to
fact, I ain't never lost at all
When I'm playin (that's right)
So, if you on the about to pitch to me
Understand I'm like Griffin, I 'em to the wall

2: (Sammie)]
Strike one, got you by
two, right before your eyes
three, ohh I got you out
a doubt, I got you out
Strike one, got you by
Strike two, right before your
three, this ones to the wall
Ain't no game a game of Hardball

[Verse 2: Lil'
goes out to them jocks that stay on my jock, throwin the pop
Keep pithcin 'em, I'm in the kitchen makin radio
It's usually preferred, I be with all my words
Throwin eggs at chicken heads, bangin on the curb
I left 'em a word, I'm ballen with a curb
slidin home, tellin them friends that's in the third
Sure ya done heard, who I'm doing and I'm doin was false
And what's true, listen
When it comes to this they call me Zane McGregor
That other kid was just a mark, so I him retire
See, we all got a base, and we our own
But when I come up to bat, we all goin home
And our fans us, 'cause they know what the drill goin
Out of the field and into automobile
And I hope it ain't your Range Rover, you spent your change over
I'm in the dug my tounge out play the game over

2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Wayne]
Listen, listen,
They call me Wheezy, Rodregous
You I'm gettin you hot, hot as the Kendrick, ya know
And I keep the crown bat swingin, that at iron
Pitch on da block nolan ryan
To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm the streets
I'm a hustler, people, my in the streets
the game, get yo wife in the sheets
My watch, my chain, and my Cost
way I will never cheap talk
And I call my sweet heart, she call me sweet daddy
And she gladly, loves the way that daddy batty, yeah
Whezzy Wee is a baby, and I don't share babies
So if you searchin for some bitch nothin here, baby
Catch me throwin an in the latest Bentley
Goin out, and Whezzy hit a foul, a Hot Guy
Dem flies are knockin up, out the park
And after the game we gone up after dark