Luyện nghe bài hát Recipe

Suck it a straw
My is g so see of course,
I got my not a hero like hogan, I'm from downtown
A flower child of the truest kind, of the blue eye
Of the fresh squeezed jive
Time to tick, turn off the
Tell by the shade, work the and then I dig the sun
The sensei, the teach, the talk, so up soon
Ingredients fit in
The cup or the
So dig on, check list twice, spread stuff, wassup
Yo it again
what's in my pen
And you still to front
Go ahead be jury
But it see
I got more in for ya
I got in store for ya
I got more in for you
I got more in store for you to on
Brewin' in the night
I'll be stirrin' to spell ya
In the cauldron like a witch and on the stars
Of my eyes of my
'cause I'm outta daily
And I'm giggin'
So gigglin'
Step to the
us some sauce
Yeah, the
The recipe, ain't tell me no
I got the specialty, ain't tell me no one
I got the specialty, ain't gonna me no one
got to keep on moving
I've got to on moving
I got one a proud ride
I'll ride I die
More than nestle's
Yo who is this guy, I think I saw him on
Stage a unlike any I seen before
Got cool guitars and all contacts to call
Hey, hey, hey come on
Bust ups and some downs
Bust a from the ground
Louise tore me up eh yo that sound
She made me walk from chicago to the of mexico
Fished out my pond and slept with my so
Blues at what a way to start the day
Juannes so rough that they're sandpaper
To out the edges as i
Flow like from sink, drain, river to sea
Whip the
I got the recipe, ain't tell me no one
I got the specialty, ain't gonna me no one
I got the recipe, ain't tell me no one
I've gots to moving
I've to keep moving
I got chicken I got lanky legs
I lyrics so sloppy it's like a different language
I got oil and I got spinach
I toot pipe like popeye, smile like
Flip like the hamburgler, 'cause it's
I know why it all costs so much
Bet on
Got all my words in my composition
My in the nooks and crannies
I sleep in my jammies and special sauce is
So much in the flavor
The recipes all in
Say I got to on moving
I gots to keep on