Luyện nghe bài hát Up (Remix)

Welcome ladies and
This is Mark, oh-Who-gives-a-fuck '93 TV
This is my co-host, Bob
(Hey hey guys) yeah yeah
We got a crowd that's in a Bob
Let's go down to the announcers for the of the game

And now, please rise for the singing of our national

I say the fish don't fry in the
Beans don't burn on the (that's right)
It took a whole lot of
Just to get up that
I said but now we're up in the big
My dirty it's our at bat
And just as long as we living, Lunatics player
It nothing wrong with that, batter up

I'm the to swing
Home run with give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, an ounce, show me love
Hit the club, me and T-Luv what
I put my mack down, she throw a ball
She owed Milli smoked that herb and Llly-bone
She tip-top 'em,
First base, god living like a worst
chase, throw yo' people and yo' kind
Second lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo'
It's about time, second wisdom rhyme
Sitting strong, skipped third base and home
Third baseman just don't understand baby the bong
What the fuck wrong, this world today
With these today, diamonds and pearls the way
You wasn't fucking with me, leave, for the wrap in my seed
Now you stays on yo knees we's be in the big league
we's be in the big league

I say the don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't on the grill (that's right)
It a whole lot of trying
to get up that hill
I said but now we're up in the big
My dirty our turn at bat
And just as long as we living, it's player
It ain't nothing wrong with that, up

Well you should see me now, I'm Wheaties now
I'm stealing second and and looking home peeping greedy now
See me now, people call me now
Known for running the quickest
hit and run in any town, any
'fore I hit it, split it, lick it and quit it
And hit it, it, did I say lick it, (yeah) fuck it, lick it
Ain't no shame in my game, that normal shit my thing
If I think with my then put your mouth on my brain
I maintain the atmosphere, what we got here
A sucker in fear, hear the roars and the
From the when I take the mile, let me show 'em how
Hit the ball on the ground and 'em get down

I say the fish fry in the kitchen
Beans don't on the grill (that's right)
It took a whole lot of
to get up that hill
I but now we're up in the big leagues
My dirty our turn at bat
And just as long as we living, it's player
It nothing wrong with that, batter up

Well this next batter on deck
He's in high school (yeah I heard that)
(It's a day though)
A good school out in U-City of St. Louis, Missouri
(I his name's umm, who knows,
Lee or something)

I want my name not, not but screamed
I went fantasies to dreams, dreams to bigger things
I'm Bennett I been in it since, ninety-three
You can tell cause my L 90 degrees
I'ma sixteen year-old school boy, platinum
Swear to tell the real, the whole to make a mill'
I lie but still, talk straight up like motto
I could tell you something now, you think twice it tomorrow
I promise, I gets deeper than file cabinets rapping
Money, money, money, what's happening
I'm up like family members in basements, and I stay bent
a milli to play with, buy a building you can pay me
And the 'tic is who I with
You how we do, we do, we do, we do, we do, we do

I say the fish fry in the kitchen
Beans don't on the grill (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
Just to get up that
I but now we're up in the big leagues
My dirty our turn at bat
And just as long as we living, Lunatics player
It nothing wrong with that, batter up