Luyện nghe bài hát Lay Up

time, is it?

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

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

What is it?
Game
What is it?
Game
time is it?
Game
Young boy, quit
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 easy (Eazy-E)
a lay up

Told Alex I don't want no more beats
Man, why you had to this?
You I couldn't resist
This is a finger roll, at the flicka da wrist
That's an assist, no I
Throw me the alley, oop it
Spanish girl up in my
me in the face said, "Don't be estupid", I got it
Look, I'm the professor, get the lab coat
I two languages, Spanglish and infact-os
Coach told me no
dunk with my pants saggin'
One sixteen, yeah, it's
Cause I ridin', no bandwagon
Look, I done came
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?
on Twitter they ain't nothing but net
And we won, we the pros, got next

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

Marv Albert: Aw, you shoulda the stairs young fella
Andy: You win 'em all Marv
Marv Albert: I believe he blew it
Unbelievable
Marv That's a ball game here in New York