Luyện nghe bài hát Marcy to Hollywood

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

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

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

All into honeys the pussy was tight
If she threw the pussy right I got mushy
Damn baby, I you take all my cash
You got to lie Jay, you already gettin' the ass

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

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

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

brand new, nigga
Yup is the foulest this ain't Hollywood
It's the Wild whoever guns is the loudest
who's the best now take ten steps 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 don't

Some day we all would beef?
Did you about the crabs in the barrow?
They would hear me
It's a muthafuckin' war in these

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

Marcy to Hollywood
And back again and again
From Marcy to
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 no heat thought shit was cool
Food cat even went to school

Learned wild made me feel kinda live
Off of nothin' with bullshit 9 to 5
I stayed made me easier to provoke
Ready to yoke the first that joked

Same dude the hard bottom went from laid back
To out from talk it over to T, I shot him
Ready to 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 myself liftin' cats off they feet
Can't a fuck, nigga, I just lost my moms
Why I need to feel something steel in my arms?

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

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 back again I'm again

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

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

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

Marcy to
And back again and again
Back again,