Luyện nghe bài hát Hardball

Throw me the and watch 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, before your eyes
three, this ones to the wall
Ain't no fun like a of Hardball

1: Lil' Bow Wow]
When I step to the plate the get back (back)
Cause they I'm the over-the-wall type of dog
So many back to back hits they call me little Sosa
Bubble gum, 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 clone
And right now that's all I see going on, at me
time, all I think about is bringing home the trophy
If team is better mine, you really gotta show me
gotta beat me, really gotta trash talk
Mistreat me, and send my squad back
I don't know loose to much
Matter fact, I never lost at all
When I'm playing (that's right)
So, if you on the mound to pitch to me
I'm like 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, right before eyes
Pitch three, this ones to the
Ain't no fun like a of Hardball

[Verse 2: Lil'
This goes out to them 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
eggs at them chicken heads, bangin on the curb
I left 'em a word, a fast ball or a curve
Happy sliding home, telling them friends that's in the
Sure ya done heard, who I'm doing and what I'm was false
And what's true, girl
When it comes to this they call me Zane McGuire
other kid was just a mark, so I made him retire
See, we all got a base, and we our own
But when I come up to bat, we all come home
And our fans cheers us, cause they know what the drill
Out of the field and into your
And I hope it ain't your Rover, that you spent your change over
I'm in the dug with my tongue out game over

2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Lil'
Listen, listen,
They call me 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 block Nolan Ryan
To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm the streets
I'm a hustler, people, my life in the
Watch the game, get you in the sheets
My watch, my chain, and my teeth
way I will never cheap talk
And I call my mommy heart, she call me sweet daddy
And she gladly, the way that daddy batty, yeah baby
Whezzy Wee is a player baby, and I don't share
So if you searchin for some bitch nothing here, baby
Catch me throwing an eighty in the Bentley
Going out, and Whezzy hit a foul, a Hot Guy
Don't hit pop flies, I'm 'em out the park
And the game we gone meet up after dark

[Chorus 2: 2x (Sammie)]

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