Luyện nghe bài hát Hardball

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

1: (Sammie)]
Strike one, got you by
two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, this ones to the
no fun like a game of Hardball

[Verse 1: Lil' Bow
When I step to the plate the get back (back)
Cause they I'm the over-the-wall 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 it when you see your clone
And now that's all I see going on, holla at me
Game time, all I think is bringing home the trophy
If your team is mine, you really gotta show me
Really gotta beat me, really trash talk
Mistreat me, and send my squad back
Cause I don't know to much
Matter fact, I never lost at all
I'm playing Hardball (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 your eyes
three, oh I got you out
a doubt, I got you out
Strike one, got you by
Strike two, right your eyes
Pitch three, this ones to the
no fun like a game of Hardball

[Verse 2: Lil'
This out to them jocks that stay on my jock, throwing the pop
pitching 'em, I'm in the kitchen making radio rock
It's preferred, I be choosey with all my words
eggs at them chicken heads, bangin on the curb
I left 'em a word, a fast or with a curve
Happy sliding home, telling them friends 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
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 going come
And our fans cheers us, they know what the drill going
Out of the field and your automobile
And I hope it your Range Rover, that you spent your change over
I'm in the dug with my tongue out player game

2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Wayne]
Listen, listen,
They me young Wheezy Rodriguez
You I'm gettin you hot, hot as the Kennedy, ya know
And I keep the chrome bat swinging, swinging at iron
Pitch on the block like Nolan
To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm the streets
I'm a hustler, people, my in the streets
the game, get you wife in the sheets
My watch, my chain, and my Cost
way I will never cheap talk
And I my mommy sweat heart, she call me sweet daddy
And she gladly, loves the way daddy batty, yeah baby
Whezzy Wee is a player baby, and I don't share
So if you for some bitch ain't nothing here, baby
Catch me throwing an eighty in the latest
Going out, and Whezzy 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 Little Rascals, and me y'all know my