Luyện nghe bài hát Hollywood

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

Love-]
I to be that way, but now I'm like this
You betta miss me with that shit or a mighty 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 up Jah Skill and the Twinz
footin 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 want to see you drop
they want to call the cops, ring hello?
Wake up, yo ass go Hollywood ya ass is like fuck
(ya ass is fuck)
A buck Knee-Hi told me that Neb changed
But if I'm on the track put me in the right place

I'm just the same muthafucka, who kicked them back in the day
This is how it is when the niggaz paid
You to treat me different now that you know where I stand
But back up in the days you really give a damn
I had my own thing, me and the homeys the PAC
We watch each other's back to get our pockets fat
But now its new poppin all up in our face
From 88 to 93 I find a trace
I keeped on shit on data just reviewin all the
In my mind I designed how to switch and
ain't no Holly and me if it is its gettin stuck
I'm strictly for my paper as these 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 on my behalf still got my mics and

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

Locc-]
And ain't nuthin in Hollywood that could make me want to
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 city stayed true
But ya didn't victim to the limelight
Never gettin faded 'cause the Locc was just to trump

[Jah
You must be
Ya goin through some type of
my back you jaw jack but in my house you want to blaze

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