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
Mineo: That's right Marv, nothin'
Marv Albert: No
Mineo: They've got a chance to win it here tonight at Dyckman courts. He throws it in, wide open
(Don't miss, miss)
Albert: Ooh, he missed it at the horn

Wavin' my American
though it got "Made in China" on the tag
Used to have the GT with the mags now my in the mags
I ain't gotta brag, Momma said, "Let other do that"
White man can't jump
If I a fast break then I'm slappin' the glass
Ask my man Sequae, "should I my girl"? He said, "Wait up, hold up
She fly, God, and she got a good mind
Oh boy, a layup!
take it when it come
Please miss it
What you do with the rock?
When it's game time for the wedding me a ticket"

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

That's 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 want no more trap beats
Man, why you had to send
You know I resist
is a finger roll, look at the flicka da wrist
That's an assist, no I
me the alley, I'll oop it
Spanish up in my hood
Look me in the 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 dunk with my pants
One sixteen, yeah, tatted
Cause I ridin', no bandwagon
Look, I came down
Nate told me H-Town
But I'm Boeheim, when it's time
That's a lay up, but I lay it down
You ain't pray for the dinner
How you got the prayin' on the 'gram for the picture?
Shots on Twitter ain't 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 with the pork fried, oh my
I'm schemin' up, up, lay it up
out buckets, buckets
They don't know me but swear that I did it for duckets, my Lord
We brought Sosa back to the
Lord help me, the money look
She only love things that are
And she lookin' fine, boy, I you
That's two doors with the gone
That's five-four with the
I Mr. Right still choosin' wrong
folks still can't swim
But Mike Phelps couldn't the water
said that we need Jesus
Big state was his mater
to Alex, that's my brother
Shoutin' over Rucker
Look at grace, I think I her

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