Luyện nghe bài hát Lay Up

time, is it?

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

Wavin' my American
Even it got "Made in China" on the tag
to have the GT with the mags now my face in the mags
I ain't gotta brag, Momma said, "Let other do that"
White man can't jump
If I catch a break then 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 take it when it
don't miss it
What you do with the rock?
When it's game for the wedding save me a ticket"

What is it?
time
What is it?
Game
What is it?
time
Young boy, don't
One thing that you 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 buckets (Eazy-E)
a lay up

Told Alex I want no more trap beats
Man, why you had to send
You I couldn't resist
This is a finger roll, look at the flicka da
an assist, no I insist
Throw me the alley, oop it
Spanish up in my hood
me in the face said, "Don't be estupid", I got it
Look, shawty I'm the professor, get the lab
I speak two languages, and infact-os
Coach told me no
Still dunk with my saggin'
One sixteen, yeah, tatted
Cause I ridin', no bandwagon
Look, I done down
Nate told me 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 hands on the 'gram for the picture?
Shots on Twitter they ain't but net
And we already won, we the pros, got

down, NY
City don't sleep, let me one eye
City weep, grown boys don't cry
Four with the pork fried, oh my
I'm up, teamin' up, lay it up
out buckets, buckets
They don't even know me but swear I did it for duckets, my Lord
We brought Sosa to the minors
Lord help me, the look major
She love things that are finer
And she lookin' fine, boy, I you
That's two doors the ceiling gone
That's five-four the silicone
I guess Mr. Right still choosin'
Colored folks still can't
But Mike Phelps couldn't the water
Pastor said we need Jesus
Big was his alma mater
Shouts to Alex, that's my
Shoutin' over Rucker
Look at grace, I think I her

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