Luyện nghe bài hát Up (Remix)

Welcome ladies and
This is Mark, from '93 TV
is my co-host, Bob Buttafuoco
(Hey hey guys) Yeah yeah
We got a crowd in a frenzy Bob
go down to the announcers for the start of the game

And now, please rise for the singing of our anthem

I say the don't fry in the kitchen
Beans burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
to get up that hill
I said but now we're up in the big
My it's our turn at bat
And just as as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't wrong with that, batter up

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

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

Well you should see me now, I'm Wheaties now
I'm stealing second and third and looking peeping greedy now
See me now, people me speedy now
Known for the quickest miles
hit and run in any town, any
Rules 'fore I hit it, it, lick it and quit it
And hit it, lick it, did I say lick it, (yeah) fuck it, it
Ain't no in my game, that normal shit ain't my thing
If I think with my dick put your mouth on my brain
I through the atmosphere, what we got here
A sucker in fear, the roars and the cheers
From the crowd when I the mile, let me show 'em how
Hit the ball on the ground and make 'em get

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

this next young batter on deck
He's still in 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 said but
I went fantasies to dreams, dreams to bigger things
I'm like Bennett I been in it since,
You can tell cause my L angle 90
I'ma sixteen year-old boy, platinum skills
Swear to tell the real, the real to make a mill'
I lie little but still, straight up like motto
I could tell you something now, you think twice it tomorrow
I promise, I deeper than file cabinets when rapping
Money, money, money, what's happening
I'm coming up like family in basements, and I stay bent
Make a milli to play with, buy a you can pay me
And the 'tic is who I came
You how we do, we do, we do, we do, we do, we do

I say the fish fry in the kitchen
don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a whole lot of
to get up that hill
I said but now we're up in the big
My it's our turn at bat
And just as long as we living, Lunatics player
It ain't wrong with that, batter up