Luyện nghe bài hát Lay Up

time, is it?

Marv Albert: 1.3 seconds left in regulation and right now you're not thinkin' jump shot, all you is a layup
Mineo: That's Marv, nothin' fancy
Marv No cosmetics
Mineo: They've got a chance to win it tonight at Dyckman courts. He throws it in, he's wide open
(Don't miss, miss)
Marv Ooh, he missed it at the horn

Wavin' my flag
Even it got "Made in China" on the tag
Used to have the GT the mags now my face in the mags
I gotta brag, Momma said, "Let other people do that"
White man can't jump
If I catch a fast break I'm slappin' the glass
Ask my man Sequae, "should I marry my girl"? He said, "Wait up, up
She fly, love God, and she got a mind
Oh boy, a layup!
Gotta it when it come
Please don't it
What you do with the rock?
When it's game for the wedding save me a ticket"

time is it?
Game
What is it?
Game
What is it?
Game
boy, don't quit
One thing you don't miss
That's a

easy boy
a lay up
That's a boy (fundamentals)
a lay up
Don't it
a lay up
That's easy (Eazy-E)
a lay up

Told Alex I want no more trap beats
Man, why you had to send
You know I couldn't
This is a finger roll, look at the flicka da
That's an assist, no I
me the alley, I'll oop it
Spanish up in my hood
me in the face said, "Don't be estupid", I got it
Look, I'm the professor, get the lab coat
I speak two languages, Spanglish and
Coach told me no
Still with my pants saggin'
One sixteen, yeah, tatted
I been ridin', no bandwagon
Look, I came down
Nate me that's H-Town
But I'm Boeheim, when game time
a lay up, but I never lay it down
You even pray for the dinner
How you got the prayin' hands on the 'gram for the
Shots on Twitter they nothing but net
And we already won, we the pros, got

down, NY
City don't sleep, let me one eye
City don't weep, boys don't cry
Four with the pork fried, oh my
I'm schemin' up, up, lay it up
Screamin' out buckets,
They even know me but swear that I did it for duckets, my Lord
We brought Sosa back to the
Lord help me, the money major
She only love things that are
And she lookin' fine, boy, I you
That's two doors with the gone
That's with the silicone
I guess Mr. Right choosin' wrong
folks still can't swim
But Mike couldn't walk the water
Pastor said we need Jesus
Big state was his alma
to Alex, that's my brother
Shoutin' over Rucker
at grace, I think I love her

Marv Albert: Aw, you shoulda taken the young fella
Andy: You can't win 'em all
Albert: I can't believe he blew it
Andy:
Marv Albert: That's a ball game in New York