Luyện nghe bài hát Batter Up

Welcome ladies and
This is Mark, from '93 TV
This is my co-host, Bob
(Hey hey guys) Yeah yeah
We got a that's in a frenzy Bob
Let's go to the announcers for the start of the game

And now, please rise for the singing of our national

I say the fish don't fry in the
Beans don't on the grill (that's right)
It took a whole lot of
Just to get up that
I said but now up in the big leagues
My it's our turn at bat
And as long as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothing wrong that, batter up

I'm the first to
Home run with give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, me love
Hit the club, me and T-Luv holla
I put my down, she throw a curve ball
She owed Milli smoked that herb and Llly-bone
She tip-top 'em,
base, god living like a worst race
First chase, throw yo' and yo' kind
Second lesson, that herb and clear yo' mind
It's about time, second wisdom rhyme
Sitting strong, third base and headed home
Third baseman just don't understand baby what the
What the fuck wrong, with this today
With girls today, diamonds and pearls the way
You fucking with me, leave, for the wrap that's in my seed
Now you stays on yo knees we's be in the big league
Cause be in the big league

I say the don't fry in the kitchen
Beans burn on the grill (that's right)
It a whole lot of trying
Just to get up that
I but now we're up in the big leagues
My dirty our turn at bat
And just as as we living, it's Lunatics player
It nothing wrong with that, batter up

Well you should see me now, I'm Wheaties now
I'm stealing and third and looking home peeping greedy now
See me now, call me speedy now
Known for the quickest miles
hit and run in any town, any
'fore I hit it, split it, lick it and quit it
And hit it, lick it, did I say lick it, (yeah) fuck it, it
Ain't no in my game, that normal shit ain't my thing
If I think with my then put your mouth on my brain
I through the atmosphere, what we got here
A sucker in fear, hear the roars and the
From the crowd I take the mile, let me show 'em how
Hit the ball on the and make 'em get down

I say the fish fry in the kitchen
don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
Just to get up that
I said but now up in the big leagues
My dirty our turn at bat
And just as long as we living, it's player
It ain't wrong with that, batter up

Well this next young on deck
He's still in high school (yeah I that)
(It's a day though)
A good high school out in of St. Louis, Missouri
(I his name's umm, who knows,
Lee or something)

I want my not, not said but screamed
I from fantasies to dreams, dreams to bigger things
I'm like I been in it since, ninety-three
You can tell my L angle 90 degrees
I'ma year-old school boy, platinum skills
Swear to tell the real, the whole real to a mill'
I lie little but still, talk up like motto
I could tell you now, you think twice about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets deeper than cabinets when rapping
Money, money, money, what's happening
I'm coming up family members in basements, and I stay bent
a milli to play with, buy a building you can pay me
And the 'tic is who I with
You how we do, we do, we do, we do, we do, we do

I say the fish don't fry in the
Beans burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
Just to get up hill
I but now we're up in the big leagues
My dirty it's our at bat
And just as long as we living, Lunatics player
It ain't nothing wrong with that, up