Luyện nghe bài hát Hardball

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

[Verse 1: Lil' Bow
When I to the plate the outfielders get back (back)
Cause they I'm the over-the-wall type of dog
So many back to back they call me little Sammie Sosa
gum, cards and all the posters
Y'all know how I roast ya when it's 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 gotta me
Really beat me, really gotta trash talk
Mistreat me, and send my back home
I don't know loose to much
Matter fact, I ain't lost at all
I'm playing Hardball (that's right)
So, if you on the mound to pitch to me
Understand I'm like Griffey, I '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, before your eyes
three, this ones to the wall
Ain't no fun like a game of

[Verse 2: Zane]
This goes out to them jocks that stay on my jock, the pop
pitching 'em, I'm in the kitchen making radio rock
It's usually preferred, I be with all my words
Throwing at them chicken heads, bangin on the curb
I 'em a word, a fast ball or with 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, girl
When it to this game they call me Zane McGuire
That other kid was just a mark, so I made him
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 your Range Rover, that you spent change over
I'm in the dug with my out player game over

2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Wayne]
Listen, listen,
call me young Wheezy Rodriguez
You know I'm gettin you hot, hot as the Kennedy, ya
And I the chrome bat swinging, swinging that at iron
Pitch on the like Nolan Ryan
To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm the streets
I'm a hustler, people, my life in the
Watch the game, get you in the sheets
My watch, my chain, and my teeth
That way I never cheap talk
And I call my sweat 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 searchin for some bitch ain't nothing here,
Catch me throwing an eighty in the latest
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 meet up after dark

2: repeat 2x (Sammie)]

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