Luyện nghe bài hát Hollywood

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She's on her way, about to get
But turning Hollywood
on his way, about to get paid
But turning Hollywood

Love-]
I used to be way, but now I'm like this
You betta miss me with that shit or catch a blow to lip

Beware I'm here, hooray for N-E-be , no not me,
Oh, I'm in the Cherokee, cruisin with Warren G
Goin to pick up Jah and the Twinz
Five till the end of my life, for real
Ya didn't the sista but she had a record deal
They want to see you at the top, then they to see you drop
Then want to call the cops, ring hello?
Wake up, yo ass go Hollywood ya ass is like fuck
(ya ass is fuck)
A young buck Knee-Hi told me Neb changed
But if I'm on the track put me in the right place

I'm just the muthafucka, who kicked them nuts back in the day
is how it is when the niggaz gettin paid
You used to treat me different now you know where I stand
But back up in the days you really give a damn
I had my own thing, me and the from the PAC
We watch each other's tryin to get our pockets fat
But now its new niggaz all up in our face
From 88 to 93 I couldn't find a
I keeped on shit on data just all the facts
In my I designed how to switch and counteract
ain't no Holly and me if it is its gettin stuck
I'm for my paper as these groupies ride my nuts

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Jah
What, you speak, because I reached my peak,
Why don't you, go bout your let your mind tweak,
But see ain't nuthin changed on my behalf got my mics and

Niggaz is two faced and they switch it fast
'cause Hollywood can't do nuthin for me but hang me drapes
Distribute my tapes and in my pocket put some papes

[Trip
And ain't nuthin in Hollywood that could make me to switch
Could he please, you know what's up with me so these
I'm from the G side, flip flop if you to
Banned by yo hood and yo shoulda stayed true
But ya didn't victim to the limelight
Never gettin faded 'cause the was just to trump tight

Skills-]
You be dazed
Ya through some type of phase
Behind my back you jaw jack but in my house you to blaze

& Jah Skills-]
So thanks for smokin the out an shit
All her clit
(and all his dick)
It makes me sick, but we don't trip 'cause its the G-Funk
(rail two rules like trunks)
Now the brew that we funk
(steady on a mission underground is the sound)
Don't ever get it twisted when the ones put it down
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