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
Strike two, before your eyes
Pitch three, this to the wall
Ain't no fun a game of Hardball

1: Lil' Bow Wow]
When I to the plate the outfielders get back (back)
Cause they know I'm the type of dog
So back to back hits they call 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 when you see your
And right now that's all I see on, holla at me
Game time, all I think about is bringing the trophy
If team is better mine, you really gotta show me
Really gotta me, really gotta trash talk
Mistreat me, and send my back home
Cause I don't know to much
Matter fact, I ain't never at all
I'm playing Hardball (that's right)
So, if you on the mound to pitch to me
Understand I'm like Griffey, I 'em to the wall

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

[Verse 2: Zane]
This goes out to them jocks stay on my jock, throwing the pop
Keep pitching 'em, I'm in the kitchen radio rock
usually preferred, I be choosey with all my words
Throwing eggs at them heads, bangin on the curb
I 'em a word, a fast ball or with a curve
Happy sliding home, them friends that's in the third
ya done heard, who I'm doing and what I'm doing was false
And true, girl listen
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 up to bat, we all going come home
And our fans cheers us, they know what the drill going
Out of the field and into automobile
And I hope it ain't your Range Rover, that you your change over
I'm in the dug with my tongue out game over

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 Ryan
To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm riding the
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 me sweet daddy
And she gladly, loves the way daddy batty, yeah baby
Wee is a player baby, and I don't share babies
So if you searchin for some bitch ain't here, baby
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 the game we gone meet up after dark

[Chorus 2: 2x (Sammie)]

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