Luyện nghe bài hát My Ballz

Ballz, Ballz,
Ballz, Ballz,
never touch my..

[Chorus -
Catch me if you can but you ain't man
You're standin'
But you know that no what
You'll never get the to touch
My ballz, ballz,
Ballz, ballz,
never touch my ballz

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

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

Football, Football, I football
Yes, tres, dos, uno
Dos, tres, fuck, shit, bitch, son of a bitch
Everybody cuddle, I mean huddle
I just stepped in a mud puddle,
Freak, who just on my ass cheek
Nevermind, try quarterback sneak
me, smother me with love that's brotherly
That work, try another play
Hut one, hut two, hut hut up
I'm reachin' up grown man's butt
the ball, I mean I like Bizarre
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, that's not the chorus
Run it back, wrong song, disreguard
That whole I just made, what yard line we on?
On 5 and our timeouts are
Less than a minute left, I throw my ball
To the sideline to Von, he steps outta
48 seconds left on the clock but every one counts
Call another huddle, we're by six
The plan is, to throw the to Swift
But he's so god dang high, that he's
Falls and slips, Proof grabs him by his
And the ball all the way down to the one
But he get in, but all we need is a put ???
But all we need is a down and an extra point to win
But then I get sacked all the way to the ten
God dammit I'ma slap if I get tapped on the ass again
laughin' now, no timeouts and its now fourth now
We're never gonna make it, wait I just got an
Quick, get naked, Denaun go long
I'ma the bomb, c'mon how they gonna tackle you with no pants on
Ass out with a floppin' schlong, yeah I told you
It's the yard

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 tragic for me, I'm stiff armin'
High steppin' the end zone
I grown, I'm so dirty you don't even know my skin tone
It's to rumble, no time to fumble
And I won't stumble, your frontline tumble
Playin' ball with killas, my team's the
Three time offenders, even drug
One of the best runnin' there never was
like Barry Sanders, leavin' you in the dust

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

[Kon
Defense is playin' a
the quarterback peeps and screams (blue 43)
That that its time for me
To run out the back a bat straight outta hell
My burn turf when they excell
I try to pass 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 as a chair
Now I'm flyin' through the air a superhero
I can use pose for a box of cereal
I'm no punk, I get my dinerio
For bein' the best on my team what
As as I hear the hut 1, 2, hut
I do one run, run, the go run run
I cut, spin around in the endzone (touchdown!)
Then I do the ninety so

I'm talkin' footballs dude