Luyện nghe bài hát Hardball

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

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

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

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

2: Lil' Zane]
This goes out to them jocks that stay on my jock, the pop
Keep pitching 'em, I'm in the making radio rock
usually preferred, I be choosey with all my words
Throwing eggs at them chicken heads, 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 doing was
And what's true, listen
When it comes to this game they call me Zane
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 come home
And our fans cheers us, cause they what the drill going
Out of the and into your automobile
And I hope it ain't Range 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,
call me young Wheezy Rodriguez
You know I'm you hot, hot as the Kennedy, ya know
And I keep the chrome bat swinging, swinging that at
Pitch on the block like 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 wife in the
My watch, my chain, and my teeth
way I will never cheap talk
And I call my mommy sweat heart, she call me daddy
And she gladly, the way that daddy batty, yeah baby
Whezzy Wee is a player baby, and I share babies
So if you searchin for some bitch ain't nothing here,
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 we gone meet up after dark

2: repeat 2x (Sammie)]

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