Luyện nghe bài hát Hollywood

Dirty rotten, never forgot plotin' and I ain't scared to say it,
"I the Lord is watching!"Jesus'll walk a mile,
me a hundred thousand and then a
hundred loses, but I
be a coward.

this, coboculated, your mind scrambled
eggs and brothas me comin,'
I gunnin' big, hit'
em up in two and trizzle,
feelin' the bullets and the death
on my (Oh yeah, fa shizzle!).
Ooh, tell me whats critical, is it reputation?
anyone attack it wait for the incubation, now for mother
information Bizzy's a thug! I never expected to be accepted,
shit, I was just drugs, reflect it in my
music, the spoted the real, that had my homeboy's fautly,
still they swallowed the pill. the bubbly for
million dollar deal, Bizzy finally got his money, these suckas,
they want a trill, it real, good, bad and ugly.
Four in the mornin' lookin' my bed for Ripley's (?pills?) Oh shit,
and about all that, Ruthless, just keep
your job, I'm a Soujah! Thank God! (Thank God!)

Let me the Lord, like I always will!
Never to Hollywood, uh, keep
it keep it real! Now Let me the Lord,
like I always will! move to Hollywood,
uh, keep it it real! (Real!) Let me thank the Lord,
I always will! Never move to
Hollywood, uh, it keep it real! Now Let me thank the Lord,
like I will!
move to Hollywood,
uh, it keep it real!
(Real!)

on my money, my money on my mob! and my Benz!
and my friends! and my job! I
miss Wish's Uncle Charles,
the stars, talkin'
Bone up, nigga,
Flesh bars, he the one that
the tickets, can I get any
realer? Baby I'm the realest. (Noooow)
back to the shit, (real shit) mental,
methodic the hottest product,
Bizzy through Ghetto College,
out up out of College.
Man I'm not and I'm not David Ruffin,
and I'm not Jackson, nigga, I'm a say something!
I'm not incompitent, a pill fiend,
I only some weed, and sip some
Hennesey, is that too for you? Well if it is, I'm sorry.
me no Grey Goose,
Gator Skin, Marley's,
thinkin' all that, Ruthless can keep the job.
Bungalo, and Swole,
(Sweet Jesus) God!

Let me thank the Lord, like I will!
Never to Hollywood, uh, keep
it it real! Now Let me thank the Lord,
I always will! Never move to Hollywood,
uh, it keep it real! (Real!) Let me thank the Lord,
like I will! Never move to
Hollywood, uh, keep it it real! Now Let me thank the Lord,
like I will!
Never to Hollywood,
uh, keep it it real!
(Real!)

I could even look at my Nigga's girl,
try and stick it to his babie's mama
for ... in the world!
Why snitch, switch and be a bitch? man you on bullshit,
oh yeah, I want to be
friends, who enimies?
So the fuck away from the
Benz when it comes to facinity,
besides, with
you get fucked up,
but, with no KY Jelly, only movin' God tell me,
let me man up and my story,
(because) it no tellin'
how records I be sellin'.
So who you pretty boy?
Boy you a man,
a day Schwarzenegger, but
im not Running Man, and thats the metaphor
I'm you niggas tonight, that
ain't my steez, nigga, please.
all the clones just what that thug life like.
Vibe (what?) I'd like to you
for putting me in article,
practically my life...

Let me the Lord, like I always will!
Never to Hollywood, uh, keep
it keep it real! Now Let me the Lord,
like I always will! move to Hollywood,
uh, keep it keep it real! (Real!) Let me the Lord,
I always will! Never move to
Hollywood, uh, keep it it real! Now Let me thank the Lord,
like I will!
Never to Hollywood,
uh, keep it it real!
(Real!)