Hollywood (Feat. Jah-Skillz & Neb Love)

(Chorus) x2

She's on her way, about to get paid

But never turning Hollywood

He's on his way, about to get paid

But never turning Hollywood

Neb Love-

I used to be that way, but now I'm like this

You betta miss me with that shit or catch a mighty blow to lip

Cheeks

Beware I'm here, hooray for N-E-B, no that's not me,

Oh, cuz I'm in the Cherokee, cruisin with Warren G

Goin to pick up Jah Skill and the Twinz

Five footin till the end of my life, for real

Ya didn't know the sista but she had a record deal

They wanna see you at the top, then they wanna see you drop

Then they wanna call the cops, ring hello?

Wake up, once yo ass go Hollywood ya ass is like fuck

(ya ass is like fuck)

A young buck Knee-Hi told me that Neb changed

But if I'm on the wrong track put me in the right place

Wayniac-

I'm just the same muthafucka, who kicked them nuts back in the day

This is how it is when the niggaz gettin paid

You used to treat me different now that you know where I stand

But back up in the days you didn't really give a damn

I had my own thing, me and the homeys from the PAC

We watch each other's back tryin to get our pockets fat

But now it's new niggaz poppin all up in our face

From 88 to 93 I couldn't find a trace

I keeped on shit on data just reviewin all the facts

In my mind I designed how to switch and counteract

Cuz ain't no Holly and me if it is it's gettin stuck

I'm strictly for my paper as these groupies ride my nuts

(Chorus) x2

Jah Skills-

What, you can't speak, because I reached my peak,

Why don't you, go bout your business let your mind tweak,

But see ain't nuthin changed on my behalf still got my mics and

Stashed

Niggaz is siamese two faced and they switch it fast

Cuz Hollywood can't do nuthin for me but hang me like drapes

Distribute my phat tapes and in my pocket put some papes

Trip Locc-

And ain't nuthin in Hollywood that could make me wanna switch

Could he please, you know what's up with me so Holly these

I'm from the G side, flip flop if you want to

Banned by yo hood and yo city shoulda stayed true

But ya didn't fell victim to the limelight

Never gettin faded cuz the Locc was just to trump tight

Jah Skills-

You must be dazed

Ya goin through some type of phase

Behind my back you jaw jack but in my house you wanna blaze

Wayniac & Jah Skills-

So thanks for smokin the click out an shit

All upon her clit

(and all upon his dick)

It makes me sick, but we don't even trip cuz it's the G-Funk

(rail two rules like tree trunks)

Now feel the brew that we funk

(steady on a mission underground that is the sound)

Don't ever get it twisted when the real ones put it down

(Chorus) x5