Luyện nghe bài hát Hardball

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

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

1: Lil' Bow Wow]
When I step to the the outfielders get back (back)
Cause they know I'm the over-the-wall of dog
So many to back hits they call me little Sammie Sosa
gum, cards and all the posters
Y'all know how I roast ya when it's to compete
On the field, on the court, any hot beat
And break, and you know it when you see your
And now that's all I see going on, holla at me
Game time, all I think is bringing home the trophy
If your team is better mine, you really gotta me
gotta beat me, really gotta trash talk
Mistreat me, and send my squad home
Cause I don't know to much
Matter fact, I ain't never at all
I'm playing Hardball (that's right)
So, if you on the mound to pitch to me
Understand I'm Griffey, I keep 'em to the wall

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

[Verse 2: Zane]
This goes out to them jocks stay on my jock, throwing the pop
Keep 'em, I'm in the kitchen making radio rock
It's preferred, I be choosey with all my words
Throwing eggs at chicken heads, bangin on the curb
I left 'em a word, a ball or with a curve
Happy home, telling them friends that's in the third
Sure ya heard, who I'm doing and what I'm doing was false
And true, girl listen
When it comes to this they call me Zane McGuire
That other kid was a mark, so I made him retire
See, we all got a base, and we our own
But I come up to bat, we all going come home
And our fans cheers us, cause know what the drill going
Out of the field and your automobile
And I hope it your Range Rover, that you spent your change over
I'm in the dug with my out player game over

2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Wayne]
Listen, listen,
They call me Wheezy Rodriguez
You I'm gettin you hot, hot as the Kennedy, ya know
And I keep the chrome bat swinging, swinging that at
on the block like Nolan Ryan
To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm riding the
I'm a hustler, people, my life in the
the game, get you wife in the sheets
My watch, my chain, and my teeth
That way I will never talk
And I my mommy sweat heart, she call me sweet daddy
And she gladly, loves the way daddy batty, yeah baby
Whezzy Wee is a player baby, and I don't babies
So if you searchin for some bitch nothing here, baby
Catch me throwing an eighty in the Bentley
out, and Whezzy never hit a foul, a Hot Guy
Don't hit pop flies, I'm 'em out the park
And after the game we gone meet up dark

2: repeat 2x (Sammie)]

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