Luyện nghe bài hát My Ballz

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

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

I see you ain't a playa, you ain't
And I even care 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 gotta push my

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

Football, Football, I love
Yes, tres, dos, uno
Dos, tres, fuck, shit, bitch, son of a bitch
cuddle, blah I mean huddle
I stepped in a mud puddle, butthole
Freak, who just tapped on my ass
Nevermind, let's try quarterback
Cover me, smother me with love brotherly
That didn't work, try play
Hut one, hut two, hut hut up
I'm reachin' up another grown butt
the ball, I mean I like Bizarre
But Jesus yikes, I I can feel his balls
My dick is long as it is hard, so are my balls
It's the longest yard, whoops that's not the
Run it back, song, yeah disreguard
That whole statement I 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 outta bounds
48 seconds on the clock but every last one counts
Call another huddle, we're by six
The is, to throw the ball to Swift
But he's so god dang high, he's trips
Falls and slips, Proof grabs him by his
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 down and an extra point to win
But I get sacked all the way back to the ten
God I'ma slap somebody if I get tapped on the ass again
laughin' now, no timeouts and its now fourth now
We're never gonna make it, I just got an idea
Quick, get naked, Denaun go long
I'ma throw the bomb, c'mon how gonna tackle you with no pants on
Ass out a floppin' 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
Even though my cleats is up mud
more tragic for me, I'm stiff armin' punks
High steppin' through the end
I been grown, I'm so dirty you don't even know my skin
time to rumble, no time to fumble
And I won't stumble, your frontline will
Playin' ball killas, my team's the realest
Three time offenders, even drug
One of the best runnin' there never was
Movin' like Sanders, leavin' you in the dust

Yack is high, I got the highest
Hit the so hard I leave tire tracks
Bizarre snaps a fire crack
And my palm more stickier spider back
Eyin' my eye, a Mack tryin to sack us
No matter how big they backwards
Wide reciever, recievin'
For every in my life, yo I breathe and die

[Kon
is playin' a pass
Then the quarterback peeps and (blue 43)
means that its time for me
To run out the back like a bat straight hell
My burn turf when they excell
I try to lateral pass the ball to
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 like a
I can use this for a box of cereal
I'm no punk, I get my dinerio
For bein' the best player on my what
As soon as I 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 shuffle so

I'm talkin' about footballs