Luyện nghe bài hát Lay Up

time, is it?

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

Wavin' my flag
though it got "Made in China" on the tag
Used to have the GT with the mags now my face in the
I ain't gotta brag, said, "Let other people do that"
White man still can't
If I a fast 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 good
Oh boy, a layup!
take it when it come
Please don't it
What you bouta do with the
When game time for the wedding save me a ticket"

What is it?
Game
time is it?
Game
What 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 buckets (Eazy-E)
a lay up

Told Alex I don't want no trap beats
Man, why you had to this?
You know I resist
This is a roll, look at the flicka da wrist
an assist, no I insist
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 speak two languages, Spanglish and
told me no lollygaggin'
Still with my pants saggin'
One sixteen, yeah, it's
I been 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 lay it down
You ain't even pray for the
How you got the prayin' 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 sleep, let me close one eye
City don't weep, grown 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 back to the minors
Lord help me, the money major
She only love things that are
And she lookin' fine, boy, I you
two doors with the ceiling gone
That's five-four with the
I Mr. Right still choosin' wrong
Colored folks still swim
But Mike Phelps couldn't the water
Pastor said we need Jesus
Big state was his mater
Shouts to Alex, my brother
Shoutin' Dyckman over
at grace, I think I love her

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