Hollywood n*ggaz lyrics

by

Juicy J


[Intro]
Yeeeeeah
Let's bring it back to more conscious sh*t
Yeah, let's get it
I never put the N-word in the title (oh)
I never put the N-word in the title (before this)

[Verse 1]
Yugh, this the hype definition, n*ggas
Everybody wanna come from rags to the riches
Everybody want the cash and some classy b*tches
Turn out to be half-pussies and some less than half-b*tches
Yeah, back in the days to be so f*cking trendy
You didn't need a fat kitty and a flat belly
You only needed pretty smile and a mad brainie
And you attracted guys way better than this b*tch Bhabie
Why people love the deviants, not the dope ladies?
She don't know who the f*ck is Wells but her ass crazy
She don't know who the f*ck am I but she sucks better
Than Dortmund crew with Peter Bos, what was I saying?
Wait...

[Hook]
I'm truly worried 'bout the sh*t
I see in front, of, my eyes
Can't stand the b*tches
That brainwash the realest guys
Oh, f*ck, aye-aye
Dumb sh*t is all the sh*t they say
Try to manipulate me saying this
Desert Eagle's going to f*cking pop
Now you gon' hear me say this
Get off the dumb kids, b*tch
Suck my di*k, aye
[Bridge]
You thought it was done, n*gga?
You thought this sh*t gon' stop me?
f*ck all that sh*t, let's go!

[Verse 2]
I hope my homies never end up in the sh*t like this
Instead of using their brains they only think with di*ks
You should be worried every time you see a b*tch that's lit
She may be only 10 but have some f*cking baby kids
These f*cking hookers want your money and a leopard mink
So they can make you f*ck them during the AA mee-ting
You must be reckless to accept it, first of all you think
If there is a possibility to leave this sh*t
'Cause if she drunk and underaged then everything is great
'Cause if you drink with her and put the molly in champagne
And f*ck this b*tch right in her pus*y pigs will get you laid
It will be obvious that you a rapist, check-the-mate
You will not be a virgin anymore, ejaculate
Into the butt of your homie in cell 'cause wifey's late
And by the way she's filing for divorce, so celebrate
'Cause after leaving jail you'll be the freest of the men
Try understanding this, young kid, I only wish you luck
I just don't want you get in trouble 'cause of having fun
So go and find a decent girl that you do want to f*ck
The hookers gonna make you f*cking sick in your stomach
So find a lady, not the b*tch, complete the magic trick
She must not want to disappear after she sees your di*k
That's all I need to say about the maddest of the things
Now I'm the greatest motherf*cker, and my sh*t don't stink
[Hook]
I'm truly worried 'bout the sh*t
I see in front, of, my eyes
Can't stand the b*tches
That brainwash the realest guys
Oh, f*ck, aye-aye
Dumb sh*t is all the sh*t they say
Try to manipulate me saying this
Desert Eagle's going to f*cking pop
Now you gon' hear me say this
Get off the dumb kids, b*tch
Suck my di*k, aye

[Outro]
Thank you for coming here!
Hope you enjoyed the show!
"DEAD$HOT: P$YCHO & WH!TE"
The first album, "Caught In the Reign" - next year, motherf*cker!
Dope n*gga
Do-do-dope n*gga, hahahaha
This a motherf*cking bomb, motherf*ckers!
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