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

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

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

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

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

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

This new, nigga
Yup this is the foulest this ain't
It's the Wild West guns is the loudest
That's who's the best now ten steps and draw

Who can take 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 don't

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

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

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

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

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

Same dude with the hard bottom went from back
To locked out 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 helpin' old chicks across the street
Now I help myself liftin' cats off they
Can't give a fuck, nigga, I lost my moms
Why I to feel something steel in both my arms?

I went from Marcy to
And again 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 back again I'm again

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

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

And for whatever reason he hit the or whatever cooled out
You got one cat that's ghetto, grimy always ghetto
You know type 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

to Hollywood
And back and back again
again, biotch