Luyện nghe bài hát Hollis To Hollywood

"All that is gold does not glitter, not all who wander are lost."

Yeah, you
It be buggin' me out, you know I'm sayin'?
That rap, how everybody, like, is using and all that
It seems everybody's some kind of metaphor freak
Some kind of freak or somethin', man
You what I'm sayin'? Word up
So, you what I'm saying
You know brother's to make a movie and all that
You how I mean, so I figured you know what I'm sayin'
I'd just make a little movie with a ball
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If you saw the movie, Wall Street, I you know
The way ya chips and regulate wild dough
But no G-funk, and far from my era
Tales from the hood, your boyz feel terror
MC's contaminatin' tracks feces
You think of until a flick like Species
Hi-tech, ya, my pen got
out the SSL like Virtuosity
And never question I'm doin' to ya, girl
She let me deep like her panties is Waterworld
But all metaphors, the thing in rap
You brothers need to with that

I'm from
Hollis to Hollywood, but is he
to Hollywood, but is he good?
Hollis to Hollywood, but is he
to Hollywood, but is he good?

it,
I'm makin' Speed like I'm Keanu
But too True Lies can make a honey please
She said, I know you this
Get a
I got Learnin'
And gets monotonous
Her ass is
Cheeks was
Servin' a
the way I last it
I ground, real windy, with my lyrics
Make her in tongues, and feel the Holy Spirit
Hear it, light strings
Got mad cast a
When I do my thing, my ballz is like the Lion King
I'm in the jungle, layin' my mack
You brothers need to with that

Take me
You think I won't,
Take me
You I can't, fool?
me away
You I won't, fool?
me away
You think I can't,
It's kinda miniature satellites floatin' in closets
in pockets
Jumpin' out of a helicopter into a football filled with cotton candy

We
up,
So your man got a job lovin' ya so much
Boss on his back, comin' home like, the fuck?'
But you be on his side through the thick and all the
That's LL come in
a ass like Apollo 13
Sugar get the
Hoppin' dom in direction
What a
He can't understand your friend's plan
Running game while you with the Demolition Man
Good love, fun, tight hugs and flowers
I your girl runnin' off to fake baby showers
Better get down before ya at home
I got her on the bed gettin' closer to the Drop Zone
brother's won't appreciate that
Ain't it scary when you meet a mack?
run it back
See the flavors in my lifestyle, chill even lie to me
Balls a lethal weapon, dick a menace to
You ain't a player-hater, kid, you took her off
I make her tell lies and the pulp out of fiction
Kid, you know I'm game when you hit it tonight
I hope she screams my right
This is born kid, you know why?

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