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(feat. Bun B & Gucci Mane) [Chorus:] First take 36 ounces of coke Mixing it with water & a pot on the stove Next, [? ] & baking soda If the flame is low then turn it up WHOA! And stir it up Finally, just wait until it gets hard Then bag it up You got a key homie That's the recipe That's the recipe [x2] [E-40:] Before you decide to elect yourself in the game of dope Better know that it is cut throat Can't be cracking under pressure when your backed in a corner Against the ropes They ain't calling it snitching no more They calling it telling the truth They say you better get down first before they decide to get down on you Mixing it up Shake & bake It's 2008, they got more data than '88 We used to make crazy cake Letras de cancionesFlipping weight Got get in & out before it be too late I don't want to be 6 feet under So I pack & tote my thunder Suckas want to hate & block my thunder Cause I got more kicks than a bunter Murder rates go up in the summer Killers go hunting like a hunter You can live good for 6 years Then it's football numbers [Chorus] [Gucci Mane:] Chef for the year, better yet the fucking century Dread head killers with me before [? ] SCCCRRRRRR! I'm in the kitchen scrapping up the pottery Working with my hands like the [? ] Sniff, I'm coke, shawty take a wiff off me Sniff a little [? ] so they can get a hit from me Talk slick to me, E-40 style, you hearing me? Got a green skirt & I bought it off a recipe Hella p's, hella keys, yellow, purple, red, green Put me in the feds if these crackers on the recipe 33 yellow D's purchased off my recipe Heavy coke & I'm a G Plus I got a recipe [Chorus] [Bun B:] Well it's Chef Boy A-Bun B The king of the kitchen I got exactly what you need to do your thing when you pitching Guarantee to add a few layers of bling on your stitching The feeling in your chest get you tingling & itching Got to have the right ingredients before you can start Like 1 part gangsterism & 1 part heart 2 parts of keeping it G & add you 100 milligrams of killer man & you have done it Put it all inside a Cadillac with them 3's & them 4's Swang wide & mix scurrily while skating on vogues Don't forget to shake them haters off homie that's a necessity Now you done made you a trill nigga Now that's the recipe [Chorus] From Letras Mania