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: right Marv, nothin' fancy
Albert: 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 Ooh, he missed it at the horn

my American flag
Even it got "Made in China" on the tag
Used to have the GT with the now my face in the mags
I ain't gotta brag, Momma said, "Let other do that"
White man still can't
If I catch a fast break I'm slappin' the glass
Ask my man Sequae, "should I my girl"? He said, "Wait up, hold 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 bouta do the rock?
When game time for the wedding save me a ticket"

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

That's 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 trap
Man, why you had to this?
You know I couldn't
This is a finger roll, look at the da wrist
That's an assist, no I
Throw me the alley, oop it
Spanish up in my hood
Look me in the said, "Don't be estupid", I got it
Look, shawty I'm the professor, get the lab
I two languages, Spanglish and infact-os
Coach me no lollygaggin'
Still dunk with my saggin'
One sixteen, yeah, tatted
Cause I ridin', no bandwagon
Look, I done down
Nate me that's H-Town
But I'm Boeheim, when game time
That's a lay up, but I never lay it
You ain't pray for the dinner
How you got the prayin' hands on the for the picture?
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 weep, grown boys don't cry
Four wings with the fried, oh my
I'm up, teamin' up, lay it up
out buckets, buckets
They don't even me but swear that I did it for duckets, my Lord
We Sosa back 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 with the ceiling gone
That's five-four with the
I guess Mr. Right still choosin'
folks still can't swim
But Mike Phelps walk the water
Pastor said that we need
Big state was his mater
to Alex, that's my brother
Shoutin' Dyckman Rucker
Look at grace, I I love her

Albert: Aw, you shoulda taken the stairs 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