Luyện nghe bài hát Hollis To Hollywood

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

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

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

it,
I'm makin' Speed like I'm Reeves
But too many True can make a honey please
She said, I know you this
Get a
I got Higher
And bangin' gets
Her ass is
was Jurassic
Servin' a
Poetic the way I it
I touch ground, real windy, my lyrics
Make her talk in tongues, and feel the Holy
Hear it, pulling strings
Got mad a swing
I do my thing, my ballz is hairy like the Lion King
I'm in the jungle, down my mack
You brothers to chill 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 like miniature floatin' in closets
Spyin' in
Jumpin' out of a helicopter into a football stadium filled cotton candy

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

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