Luyện nghe bài hát Hardball

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

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

[Verse 1: Bow Wow]
When I to the plate the outfielders get back (back)
Cause know I'm the over-the-wall type of dog
So many back to back hits call me little Sammie Sosa
gum, cards 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 know it you see your clone
And now that's all I see going on, holla at me
Game time, all I about is bringing home the trophy
If team is better mine, you really gotta show me
Really gotta beat me, really gotta talk
Mistreat me, and send my back home
Cause I don't know to much
Matter fact, I never lost at all
When I'm Hardball (that's right)
So, if you on the mound about to to me
I'm like Griffey, I keep '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, right before eyes
Pitch three, this to the wall
no fun like a game of Hardball

[Verse 2: Lil'
This goes out to them jocks that on my jock, throwing the pop
Keep pitching 'em, I'm in the making radio rock
usually preferred, I be choosey with all my words
Throwing eggs at them chicken heads, bangin on the
I left 'em a word, a fast ball or with a
Happy sliding home, telling them that's in the third
Sure ya done heard, who I'm doing and what I'm doing was
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 come up to bat, we all come home
And our fans cheers us, cause they what the drill going
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 out player game over

2: (Sammie)]

[Verse 3: Wayne]
Listen, listen,
They me young Wheezy Rodriguez
You know I'm you hot, hot as the Kennedy, ya know
And I keep the chrome bat swinging, swinging at iron
on the block like Nolan Ryan
To bad for TV, you see me I'm riding 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 will never talk
And I call my mommy sweat heart, she call me sweet
And she gladly, loves the way that daddy batty, baby
Whezzy Wee is a baby, and I don't share babies
So if you searchin for some ain't nothing here, baby
Catch me an eighty in the latest Bentley
Going out, and never 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

[Chorus 2: 2x (Sammie)]

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