Luyện nghe bài hát Hardball

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

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

1: Lil' Bow Wow]
When I step to the plate the get back (back)
Cause they know I'm the over-the-wall of dog
So many back to back they call me little Sammie Sosa
Bubble gum, and all the posters
Y'all know how I roast ya when it's time to
On the field, on the court, any hot beat
And break, and you know it you see your clone
And now that's all I see going on, holla at me
time, all I think about is bringing home the trophy
If your is better mine, you really gotta show me
Really gotta beat me, really gotta talk
Mistreat me, and send my back home
I don't know loose to much
Matter fact, I ain't never at all
When I'm playing (that's right)
So, if you on the mound to pitch to me
Understand I'm Griffey, I keep 'em to the wall

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

2: Lil' Zane]
This goes out to them that stay on my jock, throwing the pop
Keep pitching 'em, I'm in the making radio rock
It's usually preferred, I be choosey all my words
eggs at them chicken heads, bangin on the curb
I left 'em a word, a ball or with a curve
Happy sliding home, telling them friends in the third
ya done heard, who I'm doing and what I'm doing was false
And what's true, girl
When it comes to game they call me Zane McGuire
That other kid was a mark, so I made him retire
See, we all got a base, and we our own
But when I up to bat, we all going come home
And our fans cheers us, cause they know what the drill
Out of the field and your automobile
And I hope it ain't Range Rover, that you spent your change over
I'm in the dug with my tongue out player over

2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Wayne]
Listen, listen,
They call me young Wheezy
You know I'm you hot, hot as the Kennedy, ya know
And I keep the chrome bat swinging, swinging at iron
Pitch on the block like Ryan
To bad for TV, you see me I'm riding the streets
I'm a hustler, people, my in the streets
the game, get you wife in the sheets
My watch, my chain, and my Cost
That way I will cheap talk
And I call my sweat heart, she call me sweet daddy
And she gladly, loves the way that daddy batty, baby
Whezzy Wee is a baby, and I don't share babies
So if you searchin for some bitch nothing here, baby
Catch me throwing an in the latest Bentley
Going out, and never hit a foul, a Hot Guy
hit pop flies, I'm knocking 'em out the park
And after the game we gone meet up after

[Chorus 2: 2x (Sammie)]

Lil' Bow Wow, Lil' Zane, Wayne, Lil' Sammie
The Rascals, and me y'all know my name