Luyện nghe bài hát Recipe

Suck it a straw
My is g so see of course,
I got my slogan not a hero like hogan, I'm from
A flower child of the truest kind, of the blue eye
Of the fresh squeezed mind
Time to tick, turn off the
Tell by the shade, the lick 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, your list twice, spread stuff, wassup
Yo check it
what's in my pen
And you still to front
Go be that jury
But it see
I got in store for ya
I got in store for ya
I got more in for you
I got in store for you to lunch on
Brewin' in the night
I'll be strings to spell ya
In the cauldron like a and wishin' on the stars
Of my of my sight
I'm outta sight daily
And nightly I'm
So stop
to the bartender
Slide us sauce
Yeah, the
The recipe, gonna tell me no
I got the specialty, ain't tell me no one
I got the specialty, ain't gonna me no one
I've got to keep on
I've got to on moving
I got one a pony ride
I'll ride I die
More crunch nestle's
Yo who is this guy, I think I saw him on
Stage a show unlike any I seen
Got cool guitars strings and all to call
Hey, hey, hey come on
Bust ups and some downs
a hoot from the ground
Louise tore me up eh yo how'd that
She made me walk chicago to the gulf of mexico
Fished out my pond and slept my girl so
at sunrise what a way to start the day
Juannes so that they're like sandpaper
To smoove out the as i
Flow water from sink, drain, river to sea
Whip the
I got the recipe, ain't gonna me no one
I got the specialty, gonna tell me no one
I got the recipe, ain't gonna me no one
I've gots to moving
I've to keep moving
I got chicken heads I got legs
I write lyrics so sloppy like a different language
I got olive oil and I got
I pipe like popeye, smile like grimace
Flip like the hamburgler, 'cause correct
'cause I know why it all costs so
Bet on
Got all my words in my book
My honey in the and crannies
I sleep in my jammies and special is jammin'
So stuffs in the flavor
The recipes all in
Say I got to on moving
I to keep on moving