Luyện nghe bài hát Batter Up

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

And now, please rise for the singing of our anthem

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

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

I say the don't fry in the kitchen
don't 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 our turn at bat
And just as as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothing wrong that, batter up

you should see me now, I'm eating Wheaties now
I'm stealing second and third and home peeping greedy now
See me now, people call me now
for running the quickest miles
hit and run in any town, any
Rules 'fore I hit it, split it, it and quit it
And hit it, lick it, did I say lick it, (yeah) it, lick it
Ain't no shame in my game, that normal ain't my thing
If I think with my dick then put mouth on my brain
I through the atmosphere, what we got here
A in fear, hear the roars and the cheers
From the crowd when I take the mile, let me 'em how
Hit the on the ground and make 'em get down

I say the fish don't fry in the
don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a whole lot of
to get up that hill
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

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

I want my name not, not said but
I went from fantasies to dreams, to bigger things
I'm like Bennett I been in it since,
You can tell my L angle 90 degrees
sixteen year-old school boy, platinum skills
Swear to tell the real, the whole to make a mill'
I lie but still, talk straight up like motto
I could you something now, you think twice about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets deeper than file when rapping
Money, money, money, money happening
I'm up like 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 don't fry in the kitchen
don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It a whole lot of trying
to get up that hill
I said but now up in the big leagues
My dirty it's our at bat
And just as as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothing wrong with that, up