Luyện nghe bài hát My Ballz

[ Intro ] [ ]

Ballz, Ballz, x2
never touch my...

[ ] [ Eminem ]

Catch me if you can but you man enough,
standin' tough
But you know no matter what
never get the chance to touch
My ballz, ballz, x2
You'll never touch my

[ 1 ] [ Swifty McVay ]

I see you ain't a playa, you ain't
And I don't care who the hell you call in
In this game, it no talkin'
You can get it started, I the coffin
And all I here is "get man up off him"
So why I stop it, this nigga was talkin'*punk echoes*
And I ain't gotta prove you
I do it and you ain't push my buttons

[ 2 ] [ Bizarre ]

This dude in front of me, he weighs a
quick and I can't get Marshall hit
So I played my and don't make a move
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
this 'fore you have to kill me
And any in my way, I'm foldin'
Dammit, holden

[ ] [ Eminem ]

[ 3 ] [ Eminem ]

Football, Football, I football
Yes, tres, dos, uno
Dos, tres, fuck, shit, bitch, son of a bitch
Everybody cuddle, blah I mean
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 didn't work, try another
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 is long as it is hard, yeah so are my balls
the longest yard, whoops that's not the chorus
Run it back, wrong song, disreguard
whole statement I just made, what yard line we on?
On own 5 and our timeouts are
Less than a minute left, I just my ball
To the sideline to Von, he steps outta
48 seconds left on the clock but every last one
another huddle, we're down by six
The plan is, to throw the ball to
But so god dang high, that he's trips
and slips, Proof grabs him by his fingertips
And the ball all the way down to the one
But he don't get in, but all we is a put *murmurs*
But all we need is a touch down and an 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
never gonna make it, wait I just got an idea
Quick, everybody get naked, Denaun go
I'ma throw the bomb, how they gonna tackle you wit no pants on
Ass out a floppin' schlong, touch down yeah I told ya
It's the 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 though my is kickin' up mud
It's more tragic for me, I'm armin' punks
High 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 will tumble
Playin' ball killas, my team's gorillas
Three time offenders, even dealers
One of the best runnin' there never was
like Barry Sanders, leavin' you in the dust

[ 5 ] [ Proof ]

Yack is high, I got the highest
Hit the ground so hard I leave tire
Bizarre like a fire crack
And my palm stickier than spider back
Eyin' my eye, a Mack Truck to sack us
No matter how big they backwards
reciever, recievin' wide
For every stride in my life, I 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 the ball to Proof
He got and the ball came loose
And shot up like a flare, I the ball a stare
And use my lineman's shoulder as a
Now I'm flyin' through the air like a
I can use this pose for a box of
I'm no punk, I get my dinerio
For the best player on my team what
As as I hear 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

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[ Outro ] [ ]

I'm about footballs dude