Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Rascals

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

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

1: Lil' Bow Wow]
When I to the plate the outfield gets back (back)
Cause they know I'm the over the type of dog
So back to back hits they call me little Sammy Sosa
Bubble gum and all the posters
know, how I roast ya when 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 all I see goin on, holla at me
Game time, all I think is bringin home the trophy
If your team is better mine, you gotta show me
Really gotta beat me, really trash talk
Mistreat me, and send my back home
Cause I don't lose too much
fact, I ain't never lost at all
When I'm playin (that's right)
So, if you on the about to pitch to me
Understand I'm Griffey, I keep 'em to the wall

2: (Sammie)]
Strike one, you by surprise
Strike two, before your eyes
three, ohh I got you out
a doubt, I got you out
Strike one, caught you by
Strike two, right before your
Pitch three, one's to the wall
Ain't no fun game like a of Hardball

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

2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Lil'
Listen, listen,
call me young Wheezy Rodriguez
You know I'm gettin it hot as the 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 see me I'm right in the streets
I'm a hustler, people, my life in the
Watch the game, get you wife in the
My watch, my chain, and my cost
way I will never cheap talk
And I mami sweetheart, she call me sweet daddy
And she gladly, loves the way that daddy bat it, baby
Wheezy Weez a player baby, and I don't baby
So if you searchin for (pussy) ain't nuttin here, baby
Catch me throwin an eighty in the latest Bentley, out
And never hit a foul, a Hot Guy
Don't hit pop flies, I it up out the park
And after the game's over we meet up after dark

[Chorus 2: 2x (Sammie)]

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