Luyện nghe bài hát Marcy to Hollywood

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

As a youth I used to the weed up
Old heads said I thought more like a soldier a leader
In order to I had to slow my speed up
listen to stuff took another puff of the chieva

They said, "Believe us or not trust is somethin' you
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 thing 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
Soon as I got soft it her off
I got put my feet up start dissin' my friends
And that's the ceiling fell in

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

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

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

Who dope can take ten and remain raw
Who has no regards for the
Me who now let me ask you
Did you not if we all don't eat?

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

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

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

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

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

Same with the hard bottom went from laid back
To out from talk it over to T, I shot him
Ready to perish all the you cherish
you the wettest 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 just lost my
Why I need to feel steel in both my arms?

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

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

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

Geah, since niggas don't like to think
make it real easy for y'all
You got three different types of
cat, as a youth is real wild

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

Marcy to
And again and back again
again, biotch