Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Rascals

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

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

[Verse 1: Bow Wow]
When I step to the plate the outfield back (back)
Cause they know I'm the over the type of dog
So many back to back hits call me little Sammy Sosa
gum cards 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
or break, and you know it you see your clone
And right now that's all I see on, holla at me
Game time, all I think about is bringin home the
If your team is better mine, you really show me
Really gotta beat me, really gotta trash
Mistreat me, and send my squad home
Cause I know lose too much
fact, I ain't never lost at all
When I'm playin (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, caught you by
Strike two, before your eyes
three, ohh I got you out
a doubt, I got you out
Strike one, you by surprise
Strike two, right before your
Pitch three, one's to the wall
no fun game like a game of Hardball

[Verse 2: Zane]
This goes out to them jocks that stay on my jock, the pop
Keep pitchin, I'm in the kitchen radio rock
It's preferred, I be choosy with all my words
eggs at them chickenheads, beggin on the curb
Direct from my burb, a baller with a curve
Have her slidin home, her friends just in the third
I'm ya done heard, who I'm doin and what I'm doin
What's false and true and.. (girl listen)
it comes to this game they call me Zane McGwire
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 goin come
And our cheers us on cause they know what the drill is
Goin, out of the field your automobile
And I hope it ain't your Range Rover that you spent change over
I'm in the dugout with my tongue out player over

2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Lil'
Listen, listen,
They me young Wheezy Rodriguez
You I'm gettin it hot as the bullet that (killed) Kennedy, y'know
And I the chrome bat swingin, slingin that iron
Pitch on the block Nolan Ryan
Too bad for TV, you won't see me I'm right in the
I'm a hustler, people, my in the streets
the game, get you wife in the sheets
My watch, my chain, and my cost
That way I will cheap talk
And I mami sweetheart, she call me sweet daddy
And she gladly, loves the way that bat it, yeah baby
Wheezy Weez a baby, and I don't share baby
So if you searchin for (pussy) ain't nuttin here, baby
Catch me throwin an eighty in the Bentley, goin out
And Wheezy hit a foul, a Hot Guy
Don't hit pop flies, I it up out the park
And after the game's over we gon' up after dark

[Chorus 2: 2x (Sammie)]

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