Luyện nghe bài hát Hardball

Throw me the ball and watch me what I do 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, before your eyes
Pitch three, this to the wall
Ain't no fun like a game of

[Verse 1: Lil' Bow
When I step to the the outfielders get back (back)
Cause know I'm the over-the-wall type of dog
So many back to back hits call me little Sammie Sosa
gum, cards 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 it when you see your clone
And right now all I see going on, holla at me
time, all I think about is bringing home the trophy
If your team is better mine, you gotta show me
Really gotta beat me, gotta trash talk
Mistreat me, and send my squad home
Cause I don't know to much
Matter fact, I never lost at all
When I'm playing (that's right)
So, if you on the about to pitch to me
I'm like 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, this to the wall
Ain't no fun like a game of

2: Lil' Zane]
This goes out to them jocks that on my jock, throwing the pop
Keep pitching 'em, I'm in the kitchen radio rock
It's preferred, I be choosey with all my words
Throwing eggs at chicken heads, bangin on the curb
I 'em a word, a fast ball or with a curve
Happy home, telling them friends that's in the third
Sure ya done heard, who I'm doing and what I'm was false
And true, girl listen
it comes to this 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 I come up to bat, we all going come home
And our fans cheers us, cause know what the drill going
Out of the and into your automobile
And I hope it ain't your Range Rover, that you spent change over
I'm in the dug with my tongue out game over

2: (Sammie)]

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

[Chorus 2: 2x (Sammie)]

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