Luyện nghe bài hát Marcy to Hollywood

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

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

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

All engulfed into honeys the pussy was
If she threw the right 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 that I was a it turned her on
Soon as I got soft it her off
I got relaxed put my feet up start my friends
And that's the ceiling fell in

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

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

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

Who dope can 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 eat?

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

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

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

As a I used to fold up, old heads
Said I thought like a leader than a soldier
in the days never no heat thought shit was cool
Food cat even went to school

wild shit made me feel kinda live
Off of with this bullshit 9 to 5
I broke made me easier to provoke
Ready to yoke the muthafucka that joked

Same with the hard bottom went from laid back
To locked out from talk it over to T, I him
Ready to all the shit you cherish
Leave you the wettest I got a you die first,

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

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

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 back again I'm again

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

Geah, since y'all don't like 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 or whatever cooled out
You got one cat that's ghetto, grimy remained ghetto
You know that then you got one cat very smart young man
Everybody wanted him to be a lawyer doctor,
Pressure drove him crazy, he wiled out, ha

to Hollywood
And again and back again
Back again,