YG - HOLLYWOOD (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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YG - HOLLYWOOD (en) Lyrics
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Smokin', drinkin’, fuckin'
And the opps, they ain't on nothing
Got it on me when I’m in the function
Nigga starin' too hard and I'm bussin'
Got a switch on this blick,
you can't duck this
And the clip too big,
I can't tuck shit
This some West coast shit
you can't fuck wit'
South Central, all the way to Sunset
From Bompton all the way to Sunset
I ain’t bomin’ if I can't
bring the gun in
If I’m bomin' then you know
I bring some Bloods in
Blood in, blood out, bitch, we thuggin
Throwin' up gang signs
On that fuck the opps shit so much, they
try to hit me with a hate crime
Chances, I'ma take mines
Good pussy, gotta fly
across state lines
Yeah, got your lady spoiled
Hundred bottles at the
crib, no baby oil
Smokin’, drinkin', fuckin'
Got it on me whеn I'm in the function
This some Wеst coast shit
you can't fuck wit'
From Hollywood all the way to Bompton
Think about Nip when I'm on Slauson
Selling hoes on Fig like an auction
When you approach me, do
it with some caution
I just turned Coachella into Hochella
And I got it on me, I'm a known felon
Catch a case, take a charge,
I don't do no tellin'
Don't do no arguin',
don't do no yellin'
Anytime that I perform, I
got a blick on the stage
You can tell I'm cuttin' up, startin'
to look like Johnny Cage
Sell good cocaine on
my burst free range
Bitch, I came from the trenches,
shoot-outs and runnin' fades
Smokin', drinkin', fuckin'
Got it on me when I'm in the function
This that West Coast shit
you can't fuck with
I got her suckin' on my dick,
she got the duck lips
Freaky ass bitch, wanna
fuck me with no condom
Wipe a nigga nose, if we spot
'em then we on him, bitch
(Yeah, we on 'em)
You see the boogers on the
face like I'm sick
You try to turn her to her
wife, but she out here doin'
dicks (Doin' dicks)
She showin' out, she doing tricks
I bend her over, then she put me on
the floor and did the splits (Ayy)
I love the way she make it grip (Ayy)
I might let you give me head, baby,
but don't kiss me on my lips
We got one, two, three, four
blickies in the VIP
Let a nigga try to trip, we throwin'
bullets in this bitch
Let a nigga trip, he
gon' get a facelift
That forty Glock got him
doin' the Matrix
All the pretty hoes gon' play this
Joey Bada$$ gon' hate this
(damn james!)
Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign
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