Luyện nghe bài hát Hollis To Hollywood

"All that is gold not glitter, not all those who wander are lost."

Yeah, you
It be me out, you know what I'm sayin'?
rap, how everybody, like, is using metaphors and all that
It seems everybody's some kind of metaphor freak
Some kind of metaphorical or somethin', man
You know what I'm Word up
So, you what I'm saying
You know brother's to make a movie and all that
You know how I mean, so I figured you know what I'm
I'd make a little movie with a chicken ball
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If you saw the movie, Street, I guess you know
The way ya chips and regulate wild dough
But no G-funk, and far from my era
Tales from the hood, your boyz will feel
MC's contaminatin' tracks feces
You think of pussy until a like Species
Hi-tech, ya, my pen got
Jumpin' out the SSL like
And never what I'm doin' to ya, girl
She let me dive deep like her is Waterworld
But all metaphors, the only in rap
You brothers need to with that

I'm from
to Hollywood, but is he good?
Hollis to Hollywood, but is he
to Hollywood, but is he good?
Hollis to Hollywood, but is he

it,
I'm makin' like I'm Keanu Reeves
But too many True Lies can make a please
She said, I you want this
Get a
I got Learnin'
And gets monotonous
Her ass is
Cheeks was
a Justice
Poetic the way I it
I touch ground, real windy, with my
Make her in tongues, and feel the Holy Spirit
Hear it, light strings
Got mad cast a
When I do my thing, my ballz is hairy the Lion King
I'm in the jungle, down my mack
You brothers need to chill with

Take me
You I won't, fool?
Take me
You think I can't,
me away
You think I won't,
me away
You think I can't,
It's kinda like miniature satellites in closets
Spyin' in
Jumpin' out of a helicopter into a football stadium with cotton candy

We
up,
So your man got a good job lovin' ya so
Boss on his back, comin' like, 'What the fuck?'
But you be on his through the thick and all the thin
That's LL come in
Blast a ass Apollo 13
get the cream
Hoppin' dom in direction
What a
He can't understand your friend's plan
Running game while you chill with the Man
Good love, have fun, tight and flowers
I have your girl runnin' off to baby showers
Better get down before ya cryin' at
I got her standing on the bed gettin' closer to the Drop
Some won't appreciate that
Ain't it scary you meet a real mack?
run it back
See the in my lifestyle, chill don't even lie to me
Balls a lethal weapon, a menace to society
You a player-hater, kid, you took her off restriction
I make her tell lies and knock the pulp out of
Kid, you know I'm tight when you hit it tonight
I hope she my name right
This word is kid, you know why?

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