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, right your eyes
Pitch three, this ones to the
no fun like a game of Hardball

[Verse 1: Bow Wow]
When I to the plate the outfielders get back (back)
they know I'm the over-the-wall type of dog
So many back to back they call me little Sammie Sosa
Bubble gum, cards and all the
Y'all know how I roast ya when it's time to
On the field, on the court, any hot beat
And break, and you know it you see your clone
And right now that's all I see on, holla at me
Game time, all I think about is home the trophy
If team is better mine, you really gotta show me
Really gotta beat me, really gotta trash
Mistreat me, and send my squad home
Cause I don't 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, right before 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 to the wall
Ain't no fun like a game of

[Verse 2: Zane]
goes out to them jocks that stay on my jock, throwing the pop
Keep pitching 'em, I'm in the making radio rock
It's usually preferred, I be choosey with all my
Throwing eggs at them heads, bangin on the curb
I left 'em a word, a fast or with a curve
Happy sliding home, telling them that's in the third
Sure ya done heard, who I'm doing and I'm doing was false
And what's true, girl
When it comes to this game they call me McGuire
That other kid was just a mark, so I made him
See, we all got a base, and we our own
But when I up to bat, we all going come home
And our fans cheers us, cause they know what the going
Out of the field and into 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: Lil'
Listen, listen,
They call me young Wheezy
You know I'm 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 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 talk
And I call my sweat heart, she call me sweet daddy
And she gladly, loves the way daddy batty, yeah baby
Whezzy Wee is a baby, and I don't share babies
So if you searchin for some bitch ain't here, baby
Catch me throwing an in the latest Bentley
Going out, and never hit a foul, a Hot Guy
Don't hit pop flies, I'm knocking 'em out the
And the game we gone meet up after dark

2: repeat 2x (Sammie)]

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