Luyện nghe bài hát Hollywood

Dirty rotten, never forgot 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 scrambled
eggs and feel 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 critical, is it your reputation?
anyone attack it wait for the incubation, now for your
information Bizzy's a thug! I never expected to be accepted,
shit, I was sellin' drugs, reflect it in my
music, the people spoted the real, had my homeboy's fautly,
still they swallowed the pill. Popin' the for
million dollar deal, Bizzy finally got his money, these suckas,
they a trill, keep it real, good, bad and ugly.
Four in the mornin' lookin' my bed for Ripley's (?pills?) Oh shit,
and thinkin' about all that, Ruthless, just
your job, I'm a Soujah! Thank God! (Thank God!)

Let me thank the Lord, I always will!
move to Hollywood, uh, keep
it it real! Now Let me thank the Lord,
like I will! Never move to Hollywood,
uh, keep it it real! (Real!) Let me thank the Lord,
like I will! Never move to
Hollywood, uh, keep it keep it real! Now Let me 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 Uncle Charles, reachin'
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,
push 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, never a fiend,
I smoke some weed, and sip some
Hennesey, is too thuggish for you? Well if it is, I'm sorry.
Give me no Goose,
Gator Skin, Marley's,
thinkin' bout all that, Ruthless can the job.
Bungalo, and Swole,
(Sweet Jesus) God!

Let me thank the Lord, like I will!
move to Hollywood, uh, keep
it keep it real! Now Let me the Lord,
like I will! Never move to Hollywood,
uh, keep it it real! (Real!) Let me thank the Lord,
like I always will! move 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 look at my girl,
never try and stick it to his babie's
for ... in the world!
Why snitch, switch and be a bitch? man you on bullshit,
oh yeah, I don't to be
friends, who needs
So stay the fuck from the
Benz when it comes to facinity,
besides, with
you might get up,
but, with no KY Jelly, movin' when God tell me,
let me man up and my story,
(because) it ain't no
how many 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 me in your article,
practically my life...

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