ฟังเพลงHOLLYWOOD

HOLLYWOOD - YG/Shoreline Mafia

Composed by：Alejandro Carranza/Fenix Rypinski/James Royo/Keenon Dequan Ray Jackson/Kevin Duane McCord/Norman "monster norm" Lewis/Tyrone William Griffin Jr.

Produced by：Damn James/Ty Dolla $ign

Yeah

Damn james

400

Smokin' drinkin'

Dolla sign dolla ign

Smokin' drinkin'

And the opps they ain't on nothing

Got it on me when I'm in the function

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

This some west coast

You can't wit'

South central all the way to sunset

From bompton all the way to sunset

I ain't bomin' if

I can't get the gun in

If I'm bomin' then you

Know I bring some bloods in

Blood in blood out

We thuggin

Throwin' up gang signs

On that the opps so much

They try to hit me with a hate crime

Chances I'ma take mines

Good gotta fly across state lines

Yeah got your lady spoiled

Hundred bottles at the crib no baby oil

Yeah got your lady spoiled

Hundred bottles at the crib no baby oil

Smokin' drinkin'

And the opps they ain't on nothing

Got it on me when I'm in the function

Starin' too hard and I'm bussin'

Got a on this blick you can't duck this

And the clip too big I can't tuck

This some west coast you can't wit'

South central all the way to sunset

From hollywood all the way to bompton

Think about nip when I'm on slauson

Selling 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 on my burst free range

I came from the trenches

Shoot-outs and runnin' fades

Smokin' drinkin'

And the opps they ain't on nothing

Got it on me when I'm in the function

Starin' too hard and I'm bussin'

Got a on this blick you can't duck this

And the clip too big I can't tuck

This some west coast you can't wit'

South central all the way to sunset

This that west coast

You can't with

I got her

On my she got the duck lips

Freaky

Wanna me with no

Wipe a nose

If we spot 'em then we on him

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'

Doin'

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 try to trip

We throwin' in this

Let a trip he gon' get a facelift

That got him doin' the matrix

All the pretty gon' play this

Joey bada gon' hate this

Smokin' drinkin'

And the opps they ain't on nothing

Got it on me when I'm in the function

Starin' too hard and I'm bussin'

Got a switch on this blick you can't duck this

And the too big I can't tuck

This some west coast you can't wit'

South central all the way to sunset

Damn james

Dolla ign dolla ign