Recipe Lyrics - Jeezy

Yeah, I got the recipe 

Nigga tryna eat 

Tryna eat, nigga 

I got the recipe, yeah 

You know, I did that street thing 

I came in the industry, nigga 

I ain't ask them niggas to let me in the door 

Kicked that mothafucka open, nigga, industry invasion 

Show you how to sway that rice, I got that recipe 

Who you think they got it from? I got that recipe 

Hustlin' 101, I got that recipe 

The one and only Young, I got that recipe 

Uh, scale and the key, boil the right ingredients 

So much paper, nigga, they gon' think you're readin' it 

Me and Mike WiLL, we cook up on the spot, boy 

You gon' need to stir it, no need for a top, boy, uh 

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I'm a hustler, I've been hustlin' my whole life 

Like my Uncle Robbie, yeah he love to shoot dice 

Nigga ever in doubt, I say the hustler's prayer 

And it's so cold in my heart, it ain't nothin' there 

All about the Benjamins, I'm screamin' like white 

This for my niggas movin' wings like it's Popeye's 

I just want a two door with some tan seats 

Earring so big, look like a set of Beats 

Yeah they thought that I was dead, I got nine lives 

Pussy niggas want me dead, you had nine tries 

Shit I'm smokin' so loud we call it ambulance 

So many racks in my pocket, look like some Hammer pants, uh 

Think it's sweet and clip be longer than a grapevine 

Just know these niggas love money but they hate time 

I'm connected in these streets just like wifi 

Keep one eye off in these streets just like [?] 

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Show you how to sway that rice, I got that recipe 

Who you think they got it from? I got that recipe 

Hustlin' 101, I got that recipe 

The one and only Young, I got that recipe 

Uh, scale and the key, boil the right ingredients 

So much paper, nigga, they gon' think you're readin' it 

Me and Mike WiLL, we cook up on the spot, boy 

You gon' need to stir it, no need for a top, boy, uh 

If we talkin' 'bout them stamps, you know who be the champ 

Tryna get that extra money so we sold 'em damp 

Live the savage life, done made your boy a renegade 

I've been ballin' all my life, I need some Gatorade 

Bitch I seen my first mil' in the 10th grade 

Just let me hide these Os, yeah you know the rent paid 

They say I'm paranoid, I'm trustin' no one 

That nigga Bobby tried to set me up in '01 

Saw the red and blue lights, I had a hard nine 

Thought I had a heart attack, but hey my heart fine 

The way I talk that yayo shit, I know you like that 

And when I talk that yayo shit, ain't gotta like that 

Niggas on that monkey shit, I got the F&H 

Keep it for that monkey shit and I ain't talkin' Bape 

Draped up in this Valentino camouflage 

War ready, I might paint the Bentley camouflage 

Show you how to sway that rice, I got that recipe 

Who you think they got it from? I got that recipe 

Hustlin' 101, I got that recipe 

The one and only Young, I got that recipe 

Uh, scale and the key, boil the right ingredients 

So much paper, nigga, they gon' think you're readin' it 

Me and Mike WiLL, we cook up on the spot, boy 

You gon' need to stir it, no need for a top, boy, uh 

Yeah, I got it 

One thing about me, nigga, if I say it it gon' check out, nigga 

We been out here for decades 

Shit don't stop 

Nigga try to be what I was when I first came in the game, nigga 

Fuck kinda shit that is, nigga? 

Hustlin' backwards 

Hustlin' 

When I cook that shit up, I got that recipe 

Chef Boyar-Young 

I gets it done, nigga 

Four, get you a nine 

18 gets you 36 

And bein' a real nigga gets you here 

Solid... like a rock 

Or a brick for that matter 

Yeah 

Want that recipe? 

'Cause I got it