Luyện nghe bài hát Up (Remix)

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

And now, rise for the singing of our national anthem

I say the fish fry in the kitchen
Beans burn 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 dirty it's our at bat
And just as long as we living, Lunatics player
It ain't wrong with that, batter up

I'm the to swing
Home run with give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit the club, me and T-Luv what
I put my mack down, she throw a curve
She owed Milli smoked that and some Llly-bone
She tip-top 'em,
First base, god living like a worst
First chase, throw yo' people and yo'
Second lesson, smoke that and clear yo' mind
It's about time, second base wisdom
Sitting strong, third base and headed home
Third baseman just don't understand what the bong
What the fuck wrong, with this world
With these girls today, and pearls the way
You wasn't fucking with me, leave, for the wrap 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
don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It a whole lot of trying
to get up that hill
I but now we're up in the big leagues
My it's our turn at bat
And just as long as we living, Lunatics player
It nothing wrong with that, batter up

Well you should see me now, I'm eating now
I'm stealing second and third and home peeping greedy now
See me now, call me speedy now
Known for running the quickest
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) it, lick it
Ain't no shame in my game, that shit ain't my thing
If I think my dick then put your mouth on my brain
I through the atmosphere, what we got here
A in fear, hear the roars and the cheers
the crowd when I take the mile, let me show 'em how
Hit the ball on the and make 'em get down

I say the fish don't fry in the
don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a whole lot of
Just to get up that
I said but now up in the big leagues
My dirty our turn at bat
And as long as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't wrong with 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 high school out in of St. Louis, Missouri
(I think his umm, who knows,
Lee or something)

I my name not, not said but screamed
I went from to dreams, dreams to bigger things
I'm like I been in it since, ninety-three
You can tell cause my L 90 degrees
sixteen year-old school boy, platinum skills
Swear to tell the real, the real to make a mill'
I lie little but still, talk up like motto
I could tell you something now, you twice about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets deeper than file cabinets when
Money, money, money, money happening
I'm coming up like family in basements, and I stay bent
Make a milli to with, buy a building 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 don't fry in the kitchen
don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It a whole lot of trying
to get up that hill
I said but now up in the big leagues
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