Luyện nghe bài hát Marcy to Hollywood

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

As a youth I to hold the weed up
Old heads said I thought more like a than a leader
In order to succeed I had to slow my up
Didn't listen to stuff took puff of the chieva

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

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

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

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

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

This brand new,
Yup this is the foulest this Hollywood
It's the Wild West guns is the loudest
That's who's the best now take ten and draw

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

day that we all would beef?
Did you know about the in the barrow?
They would me creep
a muthafuckin' war in these streets

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

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

As a youth I used to up, old heads
Said I thought more like a leader than a
Back in the days never no heat thought shit was
Food cat personified even went to

Learned wild shit made me feel kinda
Off of nothin' this bullshit 9 to 5
I broke made me easier to provoke
to yoke the first muthafucka that joked

Same dude with the 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 wettest I got a you die first,

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

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

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

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

Geah, since y'all niggas like to think
make it real easy for y'all
You got three types of nigga
First cat, as a is real wild

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

Marcy to
And back again and again
again, biotch