Luyện nghe bài hát Hardball

Throw me the ball and me what I do with it
We got Bow Wow in the
My man Zane, Lil' Wayne, Sammie sang to me

1: (Sammie)]
Strike one, got you by
Strike two, right your eyes
Pitch three, this ones to the
Ain't no fun a game of Hardball

[Verse 1: Lil' Bow
When I to the plate the outfielders get back (back)
Cause they I'm the over-the-wall type of dog
So many back to hits they call me little Sammie Sosa
Bubble gum, cards and all the
Y'all know how I roast ya when it's to compete
On the field, on the court, over any hot
And break, and you know it when you see your
And right now that's all I see on, holla at me
Game time, all I think about is bringing the trophy
If your team is mine, you really gotta show me
Really gotta beat me, really trash talk
Mistreat me, and send my squad home
Cause I know loose to much
Matter fact, I never lost at all
When I'm Hardball (that's right)
So, if you on the about to pitch to me
Understand I'm like Griffey, I keep 'em to the

2: (Sammie)]
Strike one, got you by
Strike two, right before your
three, oh I got you out
a doubt, I got you out
Strike one, got you by
two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, this to the wall
Ain't no fun like a of Hardball

2: Lil' Zane]
This goes out to jocks that stay on my jock, throwing the pop
Keep 'em, I'm in the kitchen making radio rock
It's usually preferred, I be choosey with all my
Throwing at them chicken heads, bangin on the curb
I left 'em a word, a ball or with a curve
Happy sliding home, them friends that's in the third
Sure ya heard, who I'm doing and what I'm doing was false
And what's true, listen
When it comes to this they call me Zane McGuire
That other kid was just a mark, so I him retire
See, we all got a base, and we our own
But when I come up to bat, we all going home
And our fans us, cause they know what the drill going
Out of the and into your automobile
And I hope it ain't your Rover, that you spent your change over
I'm in the dug with my tongue out player over

2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Wayne]
Listen, listen,
call me young Wheezy Rodriguez
You know I'm gettin you hot, hot as the Kennedy, ya
And I keep the chrome bat swinging, swinging at iron
Pitch on the like Nolan Ryan
To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm the streets
I'm a hustler, people, my in the streets
Watch the game, get you wife in the
My watch, my chain, and my Cost
That way I will never cheap
And I call my mommy sweat heart, she call me sweet
And she gladly, loves the way that batty, yeah baby
Whezzy Wee is a player baby, and I share babies
So if you searchin for some bitch ain't here, baby
Catch me throwing an eighty in the latest
Going out, and never hit a foul, a Hot Guy
Don't hit pop flies, I'm knocking 'em out the
And after the game we gone meet up after

[Chorus 2: 2x (Sammie)]

Bow Wow, Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Lil' Sammie
The Little Rascals, and me know my name