Luyện nghe bài hát My Ballz

Ballz, Ballz,
Ballz, Ballz,
You'll never my..

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

I see you ain't a playa, you ballin'
And I don't even care who the hell you 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 stop it, this nigga was talkin'
And I ain't gotta prove you
I do it and you ain't gotta push my

This dude in front of me, he a brick
He's quick and I can't get hit
So I my position and don't make a move
Been doin' this for years, my 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 to Nelly
And nobody out feels me
Take this 'fore you to kill me
And any player in my way, I'm
it, call holton

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 just tapped on my ass
Nevermind, let's try sneak
Cover me, smother me with that's brotherly
didn't work, try another play
Hut one, hut two, hut hut up
I'm reachin' up another grown man's
Hike the ball, I mean I like
But Jesus yikes, I think I can his balls
My dick is long as it is hard, yeah so are my
It's the yard, whoops that's not the chorus
Run it back, wrong song, disreguard
That whole statement I just made, what line we on?
On 5 and our are gone
Less than a minute left, I throw my ball
To the sideline to Von, he steps bounds
48 seconds left on the clock but every one counts
Call another huddle, down by six
The is, to throw the ball to Swift
But he's so god high, that he's trips
Falls and slips, Proof him by his fingertips
And runs the all the way down to the one
But he get in, but all we need is a put ???
But all we need is a touch down and an extra to win
But then I get sacked all the way to the ten
God dammit I'ma slap somebody if I get on the ass again
laughin' now, no timeouts and its now fourth now
We're never gonna make it, wait I got an idea
Quick, everybody get naked, Denaun go
I'ma throw the bomb, c'mon how they gonna tackle you no pants on
Ass out with a schlong, touchdown yeah I told you
It's the yard

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

Yack is high, I got the yack
Hit the ground so hard I leave tire
snaps like a fire crack
And my palm more stickier than spider
my eye, a Mack truck tryin to sack us
No matter how big they flyin'
Wide reciever, recievin'
For every in my life, yo I breathe and die

[Kon
Defense is playin' a
Then the quarterback peeps and (blue 43)
That means its time for me
To run out the like a bat straight outta hell
My tracks burn when they excell
I try to lateral pass the to Proof
He got and the ball came loose
And shot up like a flare, I the ball a stare
And use my shoulder as a chair
Now I'm flyin' the air like 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
Then I cut, spin around in the (touchdown!)
I do the ninety shuffle so

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