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, Sammie to me

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

1: Lil' Bow Wow]
When I to the plate the outfielders get back (back)
Cause they know I'm the type of dog
So many back to back hits they me little Sammie Sosa
Bubble gum, and all the posters
Y'all know how I roast ya 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 right now that's all I see on, holla at me
Game time, all I think about is home the trophy
If your team is better mine, you gotta show me
Really gotta beat me, really gotta trash
Mistreat me, and send my squad back
Cause I don't loose to much
Matter fact, I ain't lost at all
I'm playing Hardball (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 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 out to them jocks that stay on my jock, throwing the pop
Keep 'em, I'm in the kitchen making radio rock
usually preferred, I be choosey with all my words
Throwing eggs at them heads, bangin on the curb
I 'em a word, a fast ball or with a curve
sliding home, telling them friends that's in the third
Sure ya done heard, who I'm and what I'm doing was false
And what's true, girl
When it comes to game they call me Zane McGuire
That other kid was just a mark, so I him retire
See, we all got a base, and we our own
But when I up to bat, we all going come home
And our fans cheers us, cause they know the drill going
Out of the field and into your
And I hope it ain't Range Rover, that you spent your change over
I'm in the dug my tongue out player game over

2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Wayne]
Listen, listen,
They me young Wheezy Rodriguez
You I'm gettin you hot, hot as the Kennedy, ya know
And I keep the chrome bat swinging, swinging 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 life in the
the game, get you wife in the sheets
My watch, my chain, and my Cost
way I will never cheap talk
And I call my mommy sweat heart, she call me sweet
And she gladly, loves the way that batty, yeah baby
Wee is a player baby, and I don't share babies
So if you searchin for some bitch ain't nothing here,
Catch me throwing an eighty in the 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 game we gone meet up after

[Chorus 2: 2x (Sammie)]

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