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 that no matter what
You'll get the chance to touch
My ballz, ballz,
Ballz, ballz,
You'll never touch my

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

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

Football, Football, I love
Yes, tres, dos, uno
Dos, tres, fuck, shit, bitch, asshole son of a
Everybody cuddle, I mean huddle
I stepped in a mud puddle, butthole
Freak, who just tapped on my ass
Nevermind, try quarterback sneak
me, smother me with love 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 yikes, I think I can feel his balls
My dick is long as it is hard, yeah so are my
the longest yard, whoops that's not the chorus
Run it back, song, yeah disreguard
That whole statement I just made, what yard we on?
On 5 and our are gone
than a minute left, I just throw my ball
To the to Von, he steps outta bounds
48 seconds on the clock but every last one counts
Call huddle, we're down by six
The plan is, to throw the ball to
But he's so god dang high, that he's
Falls and slips, Proof grabs him by his
And runs the ball all the way to the one
But he get in, but all we need is a put ???
But all we is a touch down and an extra point to win
But then I get all the way back to the ten
God dammit slap somebody if I get tapped on the ass again
Everybody's laughin' now, no timeouts and its now now
We're never gonna make it, wait I just got an
Quick, get naked, Denaun go long
I'ma throw the bomb, 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
run through all of ya'll, ya'll just soft
Even though my is kickin' up mud
It's tragic for me, I'm stiff armin' punks
High steppin' the end zone
I been grown, I'm so dirty you don't know my skin 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 time offenders, even dealers
One of the best runnin' there never was
Movin' like Barry Sanders, leavin' you in the

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

Artis]
Defense is playin' a
Then the quarterback peeps and (blue 43)
means that its time for me
To run out the back like a bat straight hell
My tracks burn turf they excell
I try to lateral pass the to Proof
He got dropped and the ball came
And shot up like a flare, I the ball a stare
And use my lineman's as a chair
Now I'm through 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
I cut, spin around in the endzone (touchdown!)
Then I do the ninety so

I'm talkin' about dude