Luyện nghe bài hát Recipe

Yeah, I got the
tryna eat
Tryna eat,
I got the recipe,
You know, I did street thing
I in the industry, nigga
I ain't ask them to let me in the door
Kicked mothafucka open, nigga, industry invasion

Show you how to that rice, I got that recipe
Who you think they got it from? I got that
Hustlin' 101, I got recipe
The one and only Young, I got recipe
Uh, scale and the key, boil the ingredients
So much paper, nigga, they gon' think you're it
Me and Mike WiLL, we up on the spot, boy
You gon' need to it, no need for a top, boy, uh

I'm a hustler, I've been hustlin' my whole
Like my Uncle Robbie, he love to shoot dice
Nigga ever in doubt, I say the prayer
And it's so cold in my heart, it ain't there
All about the Benjamins, I'm like white
This for my movin' wings like it's Popeye's
I just want a two with some tan seats
Earring so big, like a set of Beats
they thought that I was dead, I got nine lives
Pussy niggas me dead, you had nine tries
I'm smokin' so loud we call it ambulance
So many racks in my pocket, like some Hammer pants, uh
Think it's sweet and be longer than a grapevine
Just know these niggas love money but they time
I'm connected in streets just like wifi
Keep one eye off in streets just like [?]

Show you how to sway rice, I got that recipe
Who you think they got it I got that recipe
Hustlin' 101, I got that
The one and only Young, I got recipe
Uh, scale and the key, the right ingredients
So paper, nigga, they gon' think you're readin' it
Me and Mike WiLL, we up on the spot, boy
You gon' need to stir it, no for a top, boy, uh

If we talkin' 'bout them stamps, you who be the champ
Tryna get that extra money so we 'em damp
Live the life, done made your boy a renegade
I've been ballin' all my life, I some Gatorade
I seen my first mil' in the 10th grade
Just let me these Os, yeah you know the rent paid
They say I'm paranoid, I'm no one
nigga Bobby tried to set me up in '01
Saw the red and lights, I had a hard nine
Thought I had a heart attack, but hey my fine
The way I talk that yayo shit, I know you like
And when I talk yayo shit, ain't gotta like that
Niggas on monkey shit, I got the F&H
it for that monkey shit and I ain't talkin' Bape
Draped up in this Valentino
War ready, I might the Bentley camouflage

you how to sway that rice, I got that recipe
Who you think they got it from? I got that
Hustlin' 101, I got that
The one and only Young, I got recipe
Uh, scale and the key, boil the ingredients
So much paper, nigga, they think you're readin' it
Me and Mike WiLL, we up on the spot, boy
You need to stir it, no need for a top, boy, uh

Yeah, I got it
One thing me, nigga, if I say it it gon' check out, nigga
We out here for decades
Shit stop
Nigga try to be what I was when I first came in the game,
kinda shit that is, nigga?
Hustlin'

When I cook that shit up, I got that
Boyar-Young
I it done, nigga
Four, get you a
18 you 36
And bein' a real nigga you here
Solid... a rock
Or a brick for that

Want recipe?
I got it