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, right your eyes
Pitch three, this ones to the
Ain't no fun a game of Hardball

1: Lil' Bow Wow]
When I to the plate the outfielders get back (back)
they know I'm the over-the-wall type of dog
So many back to back hits they 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, over any hot
And break, and you it when you see your clone
And right now that's all I see going on, at me
Game time, all I think about is bringing home the
If your team is mine, you really gotta show me
Really gotta me, really gotta trash talk
Mistreat me, and send my squad home
Cause I don't loose to much
Matter fact, I ain't lost at all
When I'm Hardball (that's right)
So, if you on the mound about to to me
Understand I'm like Griffey, I keep 'em to the

2: (Sammie)]
one, got you by surprise
Strike two, right your eyes
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 ones to the
Ain't no fun a game of Hardball

[Verse 2: Lil'
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 usually preferred, I be with all my words
eggs at them chicken heads, bangin on the curb
I left 'em a word, a fast or with a curve
Happy sliding home, telling them friends that's in the
Sure ya heard, who I'm doing and what I'm doing was false
And true, girl listen
When it comes to this game they call me Zane
other kid was just 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 cheers us, cause they know what the drill going
Out of the field and into automobile
And I hope it ain't your Range Rover, that you your change over
I'm in the dug my tongue out player game over

2: (Sammie)]

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

[Chorus 2: 2x (Sammie)]

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