Luyện nghe bài hát My Ballz

Ballz, Ballz,
Ballz, Ballz,
You'll touch my..

- Eminem]
Catch me if you can but you man enough
You're standin'
But you know that no matter
You'll get the chance to touch
My ballz, ballz,
Ballz, ballz,
You'll never my ballz

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

This dude in of me, he weighs a brick
quick and I can't get Marshall hit
So I played my position and don't a move
Been doin' this for years, my team lose
And nobody, ain't nobody hard
9 o'clock, I'm gonna punch me a
Hut one, hut two, I'm
Hike, the ball to Nelly
And nobody out feels me
Take this 'fore you have to me
And any player in my way, I'm
Damn it, call

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

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

Yack is high, I got the highest
Hit the ground so I leave tire tracks
Bizarre like a fire crack
And my palm stickier than spider back
Eyin' my eye, a Mack tryin to sack us
No matter how big they flyin'
reciever, recievin' wide
For every stride in my life, yo I and die

[Kon
is playin' a pass
Then the peeps and screams (blue 43)
That means that its for me
To run out the back a bat straight outta hell
My burn turf when they excell
I try to lateral the ball to Proof
He got and the ball came loose
And shot up like a flare, I the ball a stare
And use my lineman's shoulder as a
Now I'm flyin' through the air a superhero
I can use this for a box of cereal
I'm no joke punk, I get my
For bein' the player on my team what
As as I hear the hut 1, 2, hut
I do one run, run, the go run run
Then I cut, spin around in the (touchdown!)
I do the ninety shuffle so

I'm talkin' footballs dude