Luyện nghe bài hát Hardball

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

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

[Verse 1: Lil' Bow
When I step to the plate the get back (back)
Cause know I'm the over-the-wall type of dog
So many back to back hits they call me little Sosa
Bubble gum, 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 all I see going on, holla at me
Game time, all I think about is bringing home the
If your team is better mine, you really show me
gotta beat me, really gotta trash talk
Mistreat me, and send my back home
I don't know loose to much
Matter fact, I never lost at all
When I'm 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 your 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 to the wall
Ain't no fun like a of Hardball

[Verse 2: Lil'
This goes out to them that stay on my jock, throwing the pop
Keep pitching 'em, I'm in the kitchen making rock
It's preferred, I be choosey with all my words
Throwing eggs at them chicken heads, on the curb
I left 'em a word, a fast ball or a curve
Happy sliding home, telling them friends in the third
Sure ya heard, who I'm doing and what I'm doing was false
And what's true, listen
When it to this game they call me Zane 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 home
And our fans cheers us, cause know what the drill going
Out of the field and into 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 game

2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Lil'
Listen, listen,
They call me young 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 like Nolan Ryan
To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm riding the
I'm a hustler, people, my in the streets
the game, get you wife in the sheets
My watch, my chain, and my teeth
That way I will never talk
And I my mommy sweat heart, she call me sweet daddy
And she gladly, the way that daddy batty, yeah baby
Wee is a player baby, and I don't share babies
So if you searchin for some bitch nothing here, baby
me throwing an eighty in the latest Bentley
Going out, and never hit a foul, a Hot Guy
Don't hit pop flies, I'm '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 y'all my name