Luyện nghe bài hát Hardball

Throw me the and watch me what I do with it
We got Bow Wow in the
My man Zane, Lil' 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 fun a game of Hardball

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

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

[Verse 2: Lil'
This goes out to them jocks stay on my jock, throwing the pop
Keep 'em, I'm in the kitchen making radio rock
It's preferred, I be choosey with all my words
Throwing eggs at chicken heads, bangin on the curb
I left 'em a word, a fast ball or with a
Happy sliding home, telling them friends in the third
Sure ya done heard, who I'm doing and I'm doing was false
And what's true, girl
When it comes to this game they call me Zane
That kid was just a mark, so I made him retire
See, we all got a base, and we our own
But when I come up to bat, we all come home
And our fans cheers us, cause they know the drill going
Out of the field and into automobile
And I hope it your Range Rover, that you spent your change over
I'm in the dug with my tongue out player game

2: (Sammie)]

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

[Chorus 2: 2x (Sammie)]

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