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, sang to me

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

[Verse 1: Bow Wow]
When I step to the plate the get back (back)
Cause they know I'm the type of dog
So many back to back 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, over any hot
And break, and you know it you see your clone
And right now all I see going on, holla at me
time, all I think about 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 home
Cause I don't know to much
Matter fact, I 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 '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, before your eyes
Pitch three, this to the wall
Ain't no fun a game of Hardball

[Verse 2: 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
eggs at them chicken 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
Sure ya done heard, who I'm doing and what I'm was false
And what's true, listen
When it comes to this game they call me Zane
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 drill
Out of the field and into automobile
And I hope it ain't your Range Rover, you spent your change over
I'm in the dug with my tongue out player game

2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Wayne]
Listen, listen,
They call me Wheezy Rodriguez
You know I'm you hot, hot as the Kennedy, ya know
And I keep the chrome bat swinging, swinging that at
Pitch on the 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 cheap talk
And I call my mommy heart, she call me sweet daddy
And she gladly, the way that daddy batty, yeah baby
Wee is a player baby, and I don't share babies
So if you searchin for bitch ain't nothing here, baby
me throwing an eighty in the latest Bentley
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, Lil' Wayne, Lil'
The Rascals, and me y'all know my name