Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Rascals

Throw me the ball and watch me I do with it
We got Bow Wow in the
My man Lil' Zane - huh, and Lil'
sing to me

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

[Verse 1: Lil' Bow
When I step to the the outfield gets back (back)
Cause know I'm the over the wall type of dog
So many to back hits they call me little Sammy Sosa
Bubble gum cards and all the
know, how I roast ya when it's time to compete
On the field, on the court, over any hot
or break, and you know it you see your clone
And right now all I see goin on, holla at me
Game time, all I think about is bringin home the
If your team is better mine, you gotta show me
Really beat me, really gotta trash talk
Mistreat me, and send my squad back
Cause I don't lose too much
Matter fact, I ain't never at all
When I'm playin (that's right)
So, if you on the about to pitch to me
I'm like Griffey, I keep 'em to the wall

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

2: Lil' Zane]
This goes out to jocks that stay on my jock, throwin the pop
Keep pitchin, I'm in the kitchen makin radio
It's usually preferred, I be choosy all my words
Throwin eggs at chickenheads, beggin on the curb
Direct my burb, a fast baller with a curve
Have her slidin home, tellin her just in the third
I'm sure ya done heard, who I'm and what I'm doin
What's false and what's and.. (girl listen)
When it to this game they call me Zane McGwire
other kid was just 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 goin come home
And our cheers us on cause they know what the drill is
Goin, out of the field your automobile
And I hope it ain't Range Rover that you spent your change over
I'm in the with my tongue out player game over

2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Lil'
Listen, listen,
They me young Wheezy Rodriguez
You know I'm it hot as the bullet that (killed) Kennedy, y'know
And I keep the chrome bat swingin, slingin iron
Pitch on the like Nolan Ryan
Too bad for TV, you won't see me I'm in the streets
I'm a hustler, people, my in the streets
Watch the game, get you in the sheets
My watch, my chain, and my cost
That way I will never cheap
And I call mami sweetheart, she call me daddy
And she gladly, the way that daddy bat it, yeah baby
Wheezy Weez a player baby, and I don't share
So if you searchin for some (pussy) ain't here, baby
Catch me throwin an eighty in the latest Bentley, out
And never hit a foul, a Hot Guy
Don't hit pop flies, I it up out the park
And after the over we gon' meet up after dark

2: repeat 2x (Sammie)]

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