Luyện nghe bài hát Happy In My Hoody

Direct the secret garden,
Next to my castle
I it down fresh
Like the crunch of an
Shit, so I just plug in my
It's that nutty
a bundle of cashews

In his head,
I sled,
As the unravels
my satchel,
My lasso,
I jumped on my
Set forth with my
And my colouring
Johnathan Swift-ly
His Travels
At the brewery,
Guzzle a glass full
under my chateau,
Where I up my shadow
the mantle,
Free from the government
I can handle
The tackles
They grappled deep
With these vandals
You can me in my hoody
When I come to the
In my canoe,
Pick the to paddle
Still wonderful chap,
Who the slumbering cattle

I happy in my hoody on a Friday,
I feel happy in my on a Friday
I feel happy in my on a Friday,
If you ain't with us
you ain't going my way
I feel happy in my on a Friday,
caps and kicks,
Pack the spliff full of grade
I feel happy in my hoody on a
And I see you
If coming at me sideways

the rainy days,
Versus the endless
The she made,
God my mother
It's the laws make,
The I break
The highs, the lows,
The windy
The in rhyme,
Versus the in your pistols
The they dive for,
The pusher with a
The too for school,
The never under
The with a cause
Whose for whatever

So me in my hoody,
off the pigs
Don't come here
There's no shitting I live
My whole
Reps 1 daily
Mad like
Yelling you pay me
On the
Cuz I'm trouble if you
Motherfucker there's no
On my
I'm a bit back,
You that
Hell yeah, kick it Macka
I need a bike rack,
I ride shitty tractor

Cats it
Cuz the look hot
Like the body of a
With a cream top
go, readjust,
Kids your belts
take a little ride
To the well
well which
Inside my wish had
Where this wretched
Then a spell
And she must've hers
Like twice as
Cuz it me wanna smoke
Like and Chong

or wrong,
I was hooked,
I had my calling
I get enough
Of this downwards
not to say
The sound on the was boring
But I knew that under
Was worth
So I my bags
And I my swag
And I haven't been back then

then
You can catch my on a Friday
Getting pissy with the
On the
- to Frank Sinatra,
Did it my way
I can't
We're paid for getting sideways

Where my at,
We had to trample the
the straw
That broke the back
Got my career in shambles,
But I'm handling
Watch you in an ambulance
And we that
That's the of the city
We drop of sticky,
Round Mr Whippy
Catch me in my
Getting blazed
now the weed,
I the sleeve,
made of hemp
I got to pay the rent,
You motherfuckers should
Don't make me you down
With a like Russell Crowe
I flip a shows,
Hustle a bundle of
the bills crumble and chuckle,
o
I'm rich,
Feel so
Till I the next day,
gone by the morning
Raw like Moore,
Got the strung out
I a rhyme about Howard,
He got kicked the out

I feel in my hoody on a Friday,
I feel happy in my on a Friday
I feel happy in my on a Friday,
If you ain't fucking us
you ain't going my way
I feel happy in my on a Friday,
With and kicks,
Pack the full of high grade
I feel happy in my hoody on a
And I see you
If your at me sideways