Luyện nghe bài hát Marcy to Hollywood

Back and back again
I from Marcy to Hollywood
And back again and again

As a youth I used to hold the up
Old heads said I thought more a soldier than a leader
In order to I had to slow my speed up
Didn't to stuff took another puff of the chieva

They said, "Believe us or not trust is you earn
With mistake you make back to us you return"
would go Hollywood, I thought he was jokin'
My first taste of fame I hit the first smokin'

All engulfed honeys the pussy was tight
If she threw the pussy right I got like
Damn baby, I love you take all my
You ain't got to lie Jay, you gettin' the ass

She loved I was a thug it turned her on
Soon as I got it turned her off
I got relaxed put my feet up start my friends
And that's when the ceiling in

I went Marcy to Hollywood
And back and back again
I went Marcy to Hollywood
And again and back again

I through with the shines like the streets was blind
Didn't master my Algebra, no stick me
I was thinkin' how and for what? But bites
Like a mutts, nothin' worse than the person
foul with guts to stick you quicker

This new, nigga
Yup is the foulest this ain't Hollywood
It's the Wild whoever guns is the loudest
That's who's the now take ten steps and draw

Who can take ten steps and remain raw
Who has no regards for the
Me who now let me ask you
Did you not know if we all don't

Some day that we all would
Did you know about the in the barrow?
They would hear me
It's a muthafuckin' war in streets

I'm from the ghetto to the
And I'm back again I'm back
I'm the ghetto to the ghetto
And I'm back again I'm again

From to Hollywood
And back again and back
From Marcy to
And back and back again

As a youth I to fold up, old heads
Said I more like a leader than a soldier
Back in the never no heat thought shit was cool
Food cat personified even to school

Learned wild shit made me kinda live
Off of nothin' with this 9 to 5
I stayed broke made me to provoke
to yoke the first muthafucka that joked

Same dude the hard bottom went from laid back
To out from talk it over to T, I shot him
Ready to perish all the shit you
Leave you the I got a you die first, fetish

I can recall helpin' old across the street
Now I help liftin' cats off they feet
Can't give a fuck, nigga, I just my moms
Why I need to feel something steel in my arms?

I went Marcy to Hollywood
And back and back again
I from Marcy to Hollywood
And back and back again

I'm from the to the ghetto
And I'm back again I'm back
I'm from the to the ghetto
And I'm back I'm back again

I went from Marcy to
And back again again
From to Hollywood
And back again back

Geah, since y'all don't like to think
I'ma make it easy for y'all
You got different types of nigga
cat, as a youth is real wild

And for whatever reason he hit the money or whatever out
You got one cat that's ghetto, grimy always remained
You know type then you got one cat very smart young man
wanted him to be a lawyer doctor, whatever
Pressure drove him crazy, he out, ha geah

Marcy to
And back and back again
Back again,