Luyện nghe bài hát My Ballz

[ Intro ] [ ]

Ballz, Ballz, x2
You'll never my...

[ ] [ Eminem ]

me if you can but you ain't man enough,
You're standin'
But you know that no what
You'll never get the to touch
My ballz, ballz, x2
never touch my ballz

[ Verse 1 ] [ McVay ]

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, this nigga was echoes*
And I ain't gotta you nothin'
I do it and you ain't gotta push my

[ 2 ] [ Bizarre ]

This dude in front of me, he weighs a
quick and I can't get Marshall hit
So I played my position and don't a move
Been doin' for years, my team can't lose
And ain't nobody, ain't hard
9 o'clock, I'm gonna punch me a
Hut one, hut two, I'm
Hike, the ball to Nelly
And nobody out there me
Take this you have to kill me
And any in my way, I'm foldin'
Dammit, called

[ ] [ Eminem ]

[ 3 ] [ Eminem ]

Football, Football, I football
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 tapped on my ass cheek
Nevermind, let's try sneak
Cover me, smother me with love brotherly
That 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 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, song, yeah disreguard
That whole I just made, what yard line we on?
On own 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 every last one
Call another huddle, we're by six
The plan is, to throw the to Swift
But he's so god dang high, he's trips
Falls and slips, Proof him by his fingertips
And runs the ball all the way to the one
But he get in, but all we need is a put *murmurs*
But all we need is a touch down and an point to win
But then I get all the way back to the ten
God I'ma slap somebody if I get tapped on the ass again
Everybody's laughin' now, no and its now fourth now
We're never gonna make it, wait I got an idea
Quick, everybody get naked, go long
I'ma throw the bomb, c'mon how gonna tackle you wit no pants on
Ass out with a schlong, touch down yeah I told ya
the longest yard

[ ] [ Eminem ]

[ Verse 4 ] [ ]

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

[ 5 ] [ Proof ]

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

[ 6 ] [ Kon Artis ]

is playin' a pass
Then the peeps and screams
That that its time for me
To run out the back like a bat straight hell
My tracks burn turf when 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 lineman's shoulder as a
Now I'm flyin' through the air a superhero
I can use this for a box of cereal
I'm no joke punk, I get my
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
Then I do the shuffle so

[ Chorus ] [ ]

[ ] [ Eminem ]

I'm talkin' about footballs