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yg - hollywood كلمات أغنية

[intro: ohgeesy, yg & ty dolla $ign]
yeah
(d_mn james)
400
dolla $ign, dolla $ign

[verse 1: yg]
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, b_tch, we thuggin
throwin’ up gang signs
on that f_ck the opps sh_t so much, they try to hit me with a hate crime
chances, i’ma take mines
good p_ssy, 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
[chorus: ohgeesy]
smokin’, drinkin’, f_ckin’
and the opps, they ain’t on nothing
got it on me whеn i’m in the function
n_gga starin’ too hard and i’m bussin’
got a switch on this bl!ck, you can’t duck this
and the clip too big, i can’t tuck sh_t
this some wеst coast sh_t you can’t f_ck wit’
south central, all the way to sunset

[verse 2: ohgeesy]
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 coach_lla into hoch_lla
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 bl!ck on the stage
you can tell i’m cuttin’ up, startin’ to look like johnny cage
sell good cocaine on my burst free range
b_tch, i came from the trenches, shoot_outs and runnin’ fades

[chorus: ohgeesy]
smokin’, drinkin’, f_ckin’
and the opps, they ain’t on nothing
got it on me when i’m in the function
n_gga starin’ too hard and i’m bussin’
got a switch on this bl!ck, you can’t duck this
and the clip too big, i can’t tuck sh_t
this some west coast sh_t you can’t f_ck wit’
south central, all the way to sunset
[verse 3: fenix flexin]
this that west coast sh_t you can’t f_ck with
i got her suckin’ on my d_ck, she got the duck lips
freaky ass b_tch, wanna f_ck me with no condom
wipe a n_gga nose, if we spot ’em then we on him, b_tch (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’ d_cks (doin’ d_cks)
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 bl!ckies in the vip
let a n_gga try to trip, we throwin’ bullets in this b_tch

[verse 4: yg]
let a n_gga 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

- yg

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