Luyện nghe bài hát Hollywood

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She's on her way, to get paid
But turning Hollywood
on his way, about to get paid
But never turning

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

Beware I'm here, hooray for , no that's not me,
Oh, 'cause I'm in the Cherokee, cruisin Warren G
Goin to up Jah Skill and the Twinz
Five footin till the end of my life, for
Ya didn't know the sista but she had a 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, once yo ass go Hollywood ya ass is like
(ya ass is fuck)
A buck Knee-Hi told me that Neb changed
But if I'm on the wrong track put me in the right

I'm the same 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 that you know where I
But back up in the days you didn't give a damn
I had my own thing, me and the from the PAC
We watch each other's back 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 on data just reviewin all the facts
In my I designed how to switch and counteract
'cause ain't no and me if it is its gettin stuck
I'm strictly for my paper as these groupies ride my

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

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

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

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

[Wayniac & Jah
So thanks for the click out an shit
All upon her
(and all his dick)
It makes me sick, but we don't even trip its the G-Funk
(rail two rules like trunks)
Now feel the that we funk
(steady on a mission underground is the sound)
Don't get it twisted when the real ones put it down
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