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 of Hardball

[Verse 1: Lil' Bow
I step to the plate the outfielders get back (back)
Cause they know I'm the type of dog
So back to back hits they call me little Sammie Sosa
gum, cards and all the posters
Y'all know how I ya when it's time to compete
On the field, on the court, any hot beat
And break, and you it when you see your clone
And now that's all I see going on, holla at me
Game time, all I think about is bringing the trophy
If your team is better mine, you really gotta me
Really gotta me, really gotta trash talk
me, and send my squad back home
Cause I don't know loose to
Matter fact, I ain't 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, before your eyes
three, oh I got you out
a doubt, I got you out
Strike one, got you by
Strike two, right your eyes
three, this ones 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 making radio rock
It's usually preferred, I be choosey all my words
Throwing eggs at them chicken heads, on the curb
I left 'em a word, a ball or with a curve
Happy sliding home, telling them friends in the third
Sure ya done heard, who I'm doing and what I'm was false
And what's true, girl
When it comes to this game they call me McGuire
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 going come
And our fans cheers us, cause they know the drill going
Out of the field and into your
And I hope it ain't your Range Rover, that you spent your over
I'm in the dug with my tongue out player game

2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Lil'
Listen, listen,
They me young Wheezy Rodriguez
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 like 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 Cost
That way I never cheap talk
And I call my mommy sweat heart, she call me sweet
And she gladly, loves the way that daddy batty, baby
Wee is a player baby, and I don't share babies
So if you searchin for some bitch ain't 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 after the game we gone meet up after

2: repeat 2x (Sammie)]

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