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 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 on the grill (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
to get up that hill
I said but now up in the big leagues
My dirty it's our at bat
And just as long as we living, Lunatics player
It ain't nothing 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, me love
Hit the club, me and T-Luv what
I put my mack down, she a curve ball
She owed Milli smoked herb and some Llly-bone
She 'em, Optimo
First base, god living like a race
First chase, throw yo' people and yo'
lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo' mind
It's about time, base wisdom rhyme
Sitting strong, skipped third base and headed
Third baseman just understand baby what the bong
What the fuck wrong, with this today
With these girls today, and pearls the way
You wasn't with me, leave, for the wrap that's in my seed
Now you stays on yo knees we's be in the big league
Cause we's be in the big

I say the don't 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 but now we're up in the big leagues
My dirty it's our at bat
And just as long as we living, it's player
It nothing wrong with that, batter up

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

I say the fish fry in the kitchen
don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
Just to get up hill
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

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

I want my name not, not but screamed
I went from fantasies to dreams, dreams to bigger
I'm like I been in it since, ninety-three
You can tell my L angle 90 degrees
I'ma sixteen school boy, platinum skills
to tell the real, the whole real to make a mill'
I lie little but still, straight up like motto
I could tell you now, you think twice about it tomorrow
I promise, I deeper than file cabinets when rapping
Money, money, money, what's happening
I'm up like family members in basements, and I stay bent
Make a milli to play with, buy a 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 don't fry in the
don't burn 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, Lunatics player
It ain't wrong with that, batter up