Hollywood lyrics

by

Jay Electronica


[Verse 1: Game]
Open up the mind of a killer
n*ggas on the front line strong as gorillas
Another dead body in the mist
Compton tattooed on his stomach, ain't that a b*tch
Hub City, thugs with me buck 50
Reunite with G-Unit? b*tch, f*ck 50
Look, take this di*k or take this hit
We do it big, keep our b*tches on that fey-fey sh*t
So what it is, let me tell you what it ain't
n*ggas tryna leave the city but they can't
Stuck on Central and Rosecrans
America meet the dope man
More gold than Trinidad James
Guns in both hands
Fiends smokin' rock out of Coke cans
Seduced by that white girl, Marilyn Monroe man
You see the city, right?
You got some weed and the molly, good
Now take your b*tch ass to Hollywood

[Verse 2: Scarface]
Light, camera, action, you’re gone
Hollywood swing, but when I catch you it’s on
The streets got 3 simple rules we abide by
Hear no evil, speak none, you through blind eyes
n*ggas need to learn to keep they mouth shut
Nosey motherf*ckers get their ass shot the f*ck up
It’s money over everything, trust me
So I’mma let my nuts hang, and plus we’ve
Been known to pull them murderous stunts
And get away scot-free, n*ggas puffin’ they blunts
And gettin’ down in they movie room
My n*ggas Loonie Tunes
Cause when it’s f*ck me, then it’s f*ck you
I’m all day plottin’ on that get-back
And when it’s all mapped out, you finna get that
I show a motherf*cker where the strength at
I said I had an army and I meant that
So if Holly wanna hide in California then Holly could
But I’ve got killers off in Holly-hood
So take your b*tch-ass out to Hollywood
Take your b*tch-ass out to Hollywood
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