Luyện nghe bài hát My Balls

[ Intro ] [ ]

Ballz, Ballz, x2
never touch my...

[ ] [ Eminem ]

Catch me if you can but you man enough,
You're tough
But you know that no matter
You'll never get the chance to
My ballz, ballz, x2
You'll never touch my

[ 1 ] [ Swifty McVay ]

I see you ain't a playa, you ballin'
And I even care who the hell you call in
In this game, it ain't no
You can get it started, I nail the
And all I here is "get man up off him"
So why I gotta stop it, this was talkin'
And I ain't prove you nothin'
I do it and you ain't push my buttons

[ Verse 2 ] [ ]

This dude in front of me, he weighs a
He's quick and I can't get hit
So I played my and don't make a move
Been doin' for years, my team can't lose
And ain't nobody, nobody hard
9 o'clock, I'm punch me a guard
Hut one, hut two, I'm
Hike, give the ball to
And nobody out there me
Take this 'fore you have to me
And any in my way, I'm foldin'
Damn it, holdin'

[ ] [ Eminem ]

[ 3 ] [ Eminem ]

Football, Football, I football
Yes, tres, dos, uno
Dos, tres, fuck, shit, bitch, son of a bitch
Everybody cuddle, I mean huddle
I stepped in a mud puddle, butthole
Freak, who just tapped on my ass
Nevermind, let's try sneak
Cover me, smother me with love that's
That didn't work, try play
Hut one, hut two, hut hut up
I'm reachin' up another grown butt
Hike the ball, I I like Bizarre
But Jesus yikes, I I can feel his balls
My dick is long as it is hard, yeah so are my
the longest yard, whoops that's not the chorus
Run it back, wrong song, disreguard
That statement I just made, what yard line we on?
Our on 5 and our timeouts are
Less than a left, I just throw my ball
Down the sideline to Von, he steps bounds
48 left on the clock but every last one counts
Call huddle, we're down by six
The plan is, to throw the to Swift
But he's so god dang high, that he
Falls and slips, grabs him by his fingertips
And runs the ball all the way to the one
But he get in, but all we need is a put ???
But all we is a touch down and an extra point to win
But then I get all the way back to the ten
God I'ma slap somebody if I get tapped on the ass again
Everybody's laughin' now, no timeouts and its now fourth
We're never gonna it, wait I just got an idea
Quick, get naked, Denaun go long
I'ma throw the bomb, c'mon how gonna tackle you wit no pants on
Ass out with a floppin' schlong, touch yeah I told you....
the longest yard

[ Chorus ] [ ]

[ Verse 4 ] [ ]

The new face on the yard, hand me the ball
I'ma run through all of ya'll, ya'll soft
though my cleats is kickin' up mud
It's more traction for me, I'm stiff armin'
High through the end zone
I been gone, I'm so dirty you don't know my skin tone
It's time to rumble, no time to
And I won't stumble, your frontline tumble
Playin' ball with killas, my gorillas
time offenders, even drug dealers
One of the best backs there never was
Movin' Barry Sanders, leavin' you in the dust

[ 5 ] [ Proof ]

Yack is high, I got the yack
Hit the ground so I leave tire tracks
snaps like a fire crack
And my more stickier than spider back
Eyin' my eye, a Truck tryin to sack us
No matter how big flyin' backwards
Wide reciever, wide
For every in my life, I breathe and die

[ 6 ] [ Kon Artis ]

Defense is a pass
Then the quarterback peeps and
That means its time for me
To run out the back like a bat outta hell
My tracks burn turf they excell
I try to lateral pass the to Proof
He got and the ball came loose
And shot up like a flare, I gave the ball a
And use my lineman's shoulder as a
Now I'm flyin' through the air like a
I can use this for a box of cereal
I'm no joke punk, I get my
For bein' the best player on my team
As as I hear the hut 1, 2, hut
I do one run, run, the go run run
Then I cut, around in the endzone
I do the ninety shuffle so

[ Chorus ] [ ]

[ Outro ] [ ]

I'm talkin' footballs dude