Luyện nghe bài hát Hardball

Throw me the ball and watch me 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
Pitch three, ones to the wall
no fun like a game of Hardball

[Verse 1: Lil' Bow
When I step to the plate the outfielders get (back)
Cause they know I'm the over-the-wall of dog
So many back to back hits they me little Sammie Sosa
Bubble gum, and all the posters
Y'all know how I roast ya when it's to compete
On the field, on the court, over any hot
And break, and you it when you see your clone
And right now all I see going on, holla at me
Game time, all I about is bringing home the trophy
If your team is better mine, you really show me
Really gotta beat me, gotta trash talk
Mistreat me, and send my back home
I don't know 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
Understand I'm like Griffey, I '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 before your
Pitch three, this to the wall
Ain't no fun like a of Hardball

2: Lil' Zane]
This goes out to them jocks that stay on my jock, the pop
pitching 'em, I'm in the kitchen making radio rock
It's usually preferred, I be with all my words
Throwing at them chicken heads, bangin on the curb
I left 'em a word, a fast ball or with a
Happy sliding home, telling them friends that's in the
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 Zane
other kid was just a mark, so I made him retire
See, we all got a base, and we our own
But I come 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 your Range 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 me young Wheezy Rodriguez
You I'm gettin you hot, hot as the Kennedy, ya know
And I keep the chrome bat swinging, swinging that at
Pitch on the block Nolan Ryan
To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm the streets
I'm a hustler, people, my life in the
Watch the game, get you wife in the
My watch, my chain, and my teeth
That way I never cheap talk
And I call my mommy sweat heart, she me sweet daddy
And she gladly, loves the way that daddy batty, baby
Whezzy Wee is a player baby, and I share babies
So if you searchin for some bitch nothing 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 'em out the park
And after the game we meet up after dark

[Chorus 2: 2x (Sammie)]

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