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, Lil' Wayne, Sammie to me

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

[Verse 1: Lil' Bow
When I step to the plate the outfielders get (back)
Cause they know I'm the type of dog
So many back to back hits they me little Sammie Sosa
gum, cards and all the posters
Y'all know how I ya when it's time to compete
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 your team is mine, you really gotta show me
gotta beat me, really gotta trash talk
Mistreat me, and send my squad back
Cause I don't loose to much
fact, I ain't never lost at all
When I'm playing (that's right)
So, if you on the mound about to to me
Understand I'm like Griffey, I keep 'em to the

2: (Sammie)]
Strike one, got you by
Strike two, right 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 to the wall
Ain't no fun like a game of

2: Lil' Zane]
This goes out to jocks that stay on my jock, throwing the pop
Keep pitching 'em, I'm in the kitchen making radio
It's usually preferred, I be choosey with all my
Throwing eggs at chicken heads, bangin on the curb
I left 'em a word, a fast ball or with a
Happy sliding home, telling them 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 game call me Zane 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 come up to bat, we all come home
And our fans us, cause they know what the drill going
Out of the field and into your
And I hope it ain't Range Rover, that you spent your change over
I'm in the dug my tongue out player game over

2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Wayne]
Listen, listen,
They me young Wheezy Rodriguez
You know I'm gettin you hot, hot as the Kennedy, ya
And I keep the chrome bat swinging, that at iron
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
the game, get you wife in the sheets
My watch, my chain, and my Cost
That way I will 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 share babies
So if you searchin for some bitch ain't nothing here,
Catch me throwing an eighty in the latest
Going out, and Whezzy hit a foul, a Hot Guy
hit pop flies, I'm knocking 'em out the park
And after the game we gone meet up dark

2: repeat 2x (Sammie)]

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