Luyện nghe bài hát Hollywood

Dirty rotten, forgot noids plotin' and I ain't scared to say it,
"I feel the Lord is watching!"Jesus'll a mile,
give me a thousand and then a
loses, but I can't
be a coward.

Peep this, coboculated, your mind
eggs and feel me comin,'
I started gunnin' big,
em up in two and trizzle,
heads feelin' the and the death
on my (Oh yeah, fa shizzle!).
Ooh, me whats critical, is it your reputation?
anyone attack it for the incubation, now for your mother
fucking information Bizzy's a thug! I never to be accepted,
shit, I was sellin' drugs, reflect it in my
music, the people spoted the real, had my homeboy's fautly,
they swallowed the pill. Popin' the bubbly for
this 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!
move to Hollywood, uh, keep
it keep it real! Now Let me the Lord,
I always will! Never move to Hollywood,
uh, keep it keep it real! (Real!) Let me the Lord,
like I always will! Never to
Hollywood, uh, keep it keep it real! Now Let me the Lord,
I always will!
Never to Hollywood,
uh, keep it it real!
(Real!)

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

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

I could never even at my Nigga's girl,
never try and it to his babie's mama
for ... in the world!
Why snitch, switch and be a man you on some bullshit,
oh yeah, I want to be
friends, who needs
So the fuck away from the
Benz when it to your facinity,
besides, jealousy
you get fucked up,
but, with no KY Jelly, only movin' when God me,
let me man up and my story,
(because) it no tellin'
how records I be sellin'.
So who you callin' pretty
Boy you a man,
a day Schwarzenegger, but
im not Man, and thats the only metaphor
I'm you niggas tonight, that
ain't my steez, nigga, please.
Show all the clones just what thug life like.
(what?) I'd like to thank you
for putting me in article,
distroyed my life...

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