Luyện nghe bài hát My Ballz

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

- Eminem]
Catch me if you can but you ain't man
You're tough
But you know that no what
You'll get the chance to touch
My ballz, ballz,
Ballz, ballz,
never touch 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 nail the
And all I is "get your man up off him"
So why I stop it, this nigga was talkin'
And I ain't prove you nothin'
I do it and you ain't push my buttons

This dude in front of me, he a brick
He's quick and I can't get hit
So I played my and don't make a move
doin' this for years, my team 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, give the ball to
And out there feels me
this 'fore you have to kill me
And any in my way, I'm foldin'
it, call holton

Football, Football, I football
Yes, tres, dos, uno
Dos, tres, fuck, shit, bitch, son of a bitch
Everybody cuddle, blah I huddle
I just stepped in a mud puddle,
Freak, who tapped on my ass cheek
Nevermind, let's try sneak
me, smother me with love that's brotherly
That didn't work, try another
Hut one, hut two, hut hut up
I'm reachin' up another man's butt
Hike the ball, I mean I like
But yikes, I think I can feel his balls
My dick is long as it is hard, so are my balls
It's the longest yard, that's not the chorus
Run it back, wrong song, disreguard
whole statement I just made, what yard line we on?
On 5 and our are gone
Less than a minute left, I just throw my
To the sideline to Von, he steps outta
48 seconds on the clock but every last one counts
Call another huddle, down by six
The plan is, to throw the to Swift
But he's so god high, that he's trips
Falls and slips, Proof grabs him by his
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 need is a down and an extra point to win
But then I get sacked all the way to the ten
God I'ma slap somebody if I get tapped on the ass again
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 gonna tackle you with no pants on
Ass out with a floppin' schlong, touchdown yeah I you
the longest yard

The new on the yard, just hand me the ball
I'ma run through all of ya'll, just soft
Even though my is kickin' up mud
It's more tragic for me, I'm armin' punks
High steppin' through the end
I been grown, I'm so dirty you even know my skin tone
time to rumble, no time to fumble
And I stumble, your frontline will tumble
Playin' ball killas, my team's the realest
Three offenders, even drug dealers
One of the best 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 tracks
Bizarre like a fire crack
And my palm more stickier spider back
my eye, a Mack truck tryin to sack us
No matter how big they backwards
Wide reciever, wide
For every stride in my life, yo I 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 ball to
He got dropped and the came loose
And shot up like a flare, I gave the ball a
And use my shoulder as a chair
Now I'm through the air like a superhero
I can use this for a box of cereal
I'm no joke punk, I get my
For bein' the best player on my team
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 ninety so

I'm talkin' about footballs