Luyện nghe bài hát Happy In My Hoody

Direct from the garden,
Next to my castle
I break it fresh
Like the of an apple
Shit, so I plug in my channel
It's nutty motherfucker
With a of cashews

In his head,
I sled,
As the jungle
my satchel,
My lasso,
I on my camel
Set forth my pallet
And my pastels
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 shackles
I can anything
The tackles
They have deep
With these vandals
You can me in my hoody
I come to the battle
In my canoe,
Pick the to paddle
Still wonderful chap,
Who tipped the slumbering

I feel in my hoody on a Friday,
I happy in my hoody on a Friday
I happy in my hoody on a Friday,
If you fucking with us
Then you going my way
I feel in my hoody on a Friday,
caps and kicks,
Pack the spliff of high grade
I happy in my hoody on a Friday
And I see you
If your at me sideways

It's the days,
Versus the summer
The she made,
God my mother
It's the they make,
The I break
The highs, the lows,
The windy
The in rhyme,
Versus the bullets in pistols
The they dive for,
The with a Pit-Bull
The too for school,
The under pressure
The with a cause
ready for whatever

So me in my hoody,
Flipping off the
come around here
There's no shitting where I
My whole
1 love daily
Mad like
Yelling you pay me
On the
Cuz I'm trouble if you
Motherfucker no muzzle
On my
I'm a bit back,
You like
Phrase: Hell yeah, it Macka
I don't need a rack,
I that shitty tractor

Cats it
Cuz the flow hot
Like the body of a
a cream drop top
go, readjust,
Kids strap your
take a little ride
To the wishing
That which
Inside my wish had
Where this wretched
cast a spell
And she must've used
Like as strong
Cuz it made me wanna
Like Cheech and

or wrong,
I was hooked,
I had my calling
I couldn't get
Of this downwards
not to say
The sound on the earth was
But I that under ground
Was exploring
So I packed my
And I grabbed my
And I been back since then

Since
You can catch my hoody on a
Getting with the lads
On the
- to Frank Sinatra,
Did it my way
I believe
getting paid for getting sideways

Where my at,
We had to the track
Hijack the
That broke the back
Got my career in shambles,
But I'm that
Watch you in an ambulance
And we that
That's the of the city
We drop of sticky,
like Mr Whippy
Catch me in my
Getting again
now the weed,
I the sleeve,
It's of hemp
I got to pay the rent,
You should know
Don't make me you down
With a phone like Crowe
I a couple shows,
Hustle a of smoke
the bills crumble and chuckle,
o
I'm rich,
Feel so
Till I wake the day,
gone by the morning
Raw Michael Moore,
Got the strung out
I kicked a about Howard,
He got kicked the out

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