Luyện nghe bài hát Marcy to Hollywood

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

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

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

All engulfed into honeys the pussy was
If she threw the pussy I got mushy like
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 up start dissin' my friends
And that's when the ceiling in

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

I came through the shines like the streets was blind
master my Algebra, no caliber stick me
I was thinkin' how and for what? But reality
Like a thousand mutts, nothin' worse than the
That's foul with guts to you quicker

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

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

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

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

From to Hollywood
And again and back again
From to Hollywood
And back and back 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 shit was cool
Food cat personified even went to

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Marcy to
And again and back again
Back again,