Luyện nghe bài hát My Ballz

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

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

I see you a playa, you ain't 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 nail the
And all I is "get your man up off him"
So why I gotta it, this nigga was talkin'
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, ain't nobody
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 to kill me
And any in my way, I'm foldin'
Damn it, holton

Football, Football, I love
Yes, tres, dos, uno
Dos, tres, fuck, shit, bitch, asshole son of a
Everybody cuddle, blah I huddle
I just stepped in a mud puddle,
Freak, who tapped on my ass cheek
Nevermind, try quarterback sneak
Cover me, smother me with that's brotherly
That didn't work, try play
Hut one, hut two, hut hut up
I'm reachin' up another man's butt
the ball, I mean I like Bizarre
But Jesus yikes, I think I can feel his
My is long as it is hard, yeah so are my balls
It's the longest yard, whoops not the chorus
Run it back, song, yeah disreguard
That whole statement I just made, yard line we on?
On 5 and our timeouts are
than a minute left, I just throw my ball
To the sideline to Von, he steps outta
48 seconds left on the clock but last one counts
another huddle, we're down by six
The plan is, to throw the to Swift
But so god dang high, that he's trips
Falls and slips, grabs him by his fingertips
And runs the all the way down to the one
But he don't get in, but all we is a put ???
But all we need is a touch down and an extra to win
But I get sacked all the way back to the ten
God dammit I'ma slap somebody if I get on the ass again
Everybody's laughin' now, no and its now fourth now
We're gonna make it, wait I just got an idea
Quick, everybody get naked, go long
I'ma throw the bomb, how they gonna tackle you with no pants on
Ass out with a floppin' schlong, touchdown I told you
It's the longest

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

Yack is high, I got the highest
Hit the ground so hard I leave tire
snaps like a fire crack
And my palm stickier than spider back
Eyin' my eye, a 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 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 tracks burn turf they excell
I try to lateral pass the to Proof
He got dropped and the came loose
And shot up like a flare, I gave the a stare
And use my lineman's shoulder as a
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 player on my team what
As soon as I 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