Luyện nghe bài hát Marcy to Hollywood

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

As a youth I used to hold the up
Old heads I thought more like a soldier than a leader
In order to succeed I had to slow my up
Didn't listen to took another puff of the chieva

They said, "Believe us or not trust is 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 the pussy was tight
If she threw the pussy right I got mushy
Damn baby, I you take all my cash
You ain't got to lie Jay, you gettin' the ass

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

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

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

This new, nigga
Yup this is the foulest ain't Hollywood
It's the Wild whoever guns is the loudest
That'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 if we all don't eat?

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

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

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

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

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

Same dude with the hard bottom went from 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 cats off they feet
Can't give a fuck, nigga, I lost my moms
Why I need to feel something steel in my arms?

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

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

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

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

And for reason he hit the money or whatever cooled out
You got one cat that's ghetto, always remained ghetto
You know that type 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 back and back again
again, biotch