Luyện nghe bài hát Marcy to Hollywood

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

As a youth I to hold the weed up
Old heads said I thought like 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

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

All engulfed into honeys the pussy was
If she threw the pussy right I got mushy
Damn baby, I love you all my cash
You ain't got to lie Jay, you already 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 dissin' my
And that's when the fell in

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

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

This brand new,
Yup this is the this ain't Hollywood
It's the Wild West whoever is the loudest
That's who's the best now take ten and draw

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I can recall helpin' old chicks across the
Now I help myself cats off they feet
give a fuck, nigga, I just lost my moms
Why I need to feel something in both my arms?

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

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 again

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

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

And for reason he hit the money or whatever cooled out
You got one cat that's ghetto, grimy always ghetto
You know that then you got one cat very 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
Back again,