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 what I'm
rap, how everybody, like, is using metaphors and all that
It seems like some kind of metaphor freak
Some kind of freak or somethin', man
You know what I'm Word up
So, you what I'm saying
You know brother's to make a movie and all that
You know how I mean, so I figured you know what I'm
I'd just a little movie with a chicken ball
it

If you saw the movie, Wall Street, I guess you
The way ya chips and regulate wild dough
But no G-funk, and far from my era
Tales from the hood, your boyz will terror
contaminatin' tracks with feces
You think of until a flick like Species
Hi-tech, ya, my pen got
Jumpin' out the SSL like
And question what I'm doin' to ya, girl
She let me dive like her panties is Waterworld
But all metaphors, the thing in rap
You brothers to stop with that

I'm goin'
Hollis to Hollywood, but is he
Hollis to Hollywood, but is he
Hollis to Hollywood, but is he
Hollis to Hollywood, but is he

it,
I'm Speed like I'm Keanu Reeves
But too many True can make a honey please
She said, I know you want
Get a
I got Higher
And bangin' monotonous
Her ass is
Cheeks was
Servin' a
Poetic the way I it
I touch ground, real windy, my lyrics
Make her talk in tongues, and the Holy Spirit
Hear it, pulling strings
Got mad cast a
I do my thing, my ballz is hairy like the Lion King
I'm in the jungle, layin' down my
You brothers to chill with that

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

We
up,
So your man got a good job ya so much
Boss on his back, home like, 'What the fuck?'
But you be on his through the thick and all the thin
when LL come in
Blast a ass like 13
Sugar get the
Hoppin' dom in every
a scene
He can't understand your best plan
Running game while you chill the Demolition Man
Good love, have fun, tight and flowers
I have your girl runnin' off to fake showers
Better get down before ya at home
I got her standing on the bed gettin' to the Drop Zone
Some brother's won't appreciate
Ain't it scary when you a real 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 lies and knock the pulp out of fiction
Kid, you know I'm game tight when you hit it
I hope she screams my name
This word is kid, you know why?

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