Tha Realest
Tha Realest - Fuck Hollywood songtekst
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What's wrong baby? [whispering like "The 6th Sense"] I see gay people... [Tha Realest] Death Row shit; Assassin on the track I be Tha Realest - fuck Hollywood! (Fuck 'em) Hahaha.. [Verse 1] I use to love to watch the motherfuckin Fresh Prince and then I found out that Will Smith was stuck on dick Hollywood don't mean a motherfuckin thing to me Cause at the same time Jada Pinkett sprung on pussy While MC Lyte, and the motherfuckin Brat's a dyke Don't get me wrong, cause they're tuned to what these niggaz all like I ain't no hater to my nation I'm just keepin it true Cause these the same peoples that our kids look up to And I use to love watchin Magic back in the day and then I found out this nigga fell off with AIDS I'm like damn what the fuck Magic? How the fuck Magic? Somebody been in his ass, so let this nigga have it And bitches come a dime a dozen Why these niggaz frontin like they was bitches, when they really wasn't Cause in these movies they got hardcore reps Just like Omar Epps, but be fags and quiet as kept [Chorus: singer ad-libs] I ain't the type to try and hold no grudge But shit nigga fuck Hollywood this shit ain't what I thought it was Half the peeps you see on TV are fags And everybody, in the industry be kissin they ass, c'mon I ain't the type to try and hold no grudge But shit nigga fuck Hollywood this shit ain't what I thought it was Half the peeps you see on TV are fags And everybody, in the industry be kissin they ass [Verse 2] Makaveli spoke the real shit, that's why they all bitch And Johnny Gill sucked Sugar Ray Leonard's dick I'm hella-sent cause motherfuckers never thought of this Fuck Hollywood nigga - that's from Tha Realest I give a fuck about who feelings I hurt This comes along with bein on Death Row; nigga so I'm puttin in work And I think the motherfukin world should know that their rap stars and movie stars ain't nuttin but hoes And Eminem best to close his trap; cause I predict he'll be the first white motherfucker murdered in rap Is it a scandal? I know all you heard about Tevin Campbell He turned out, a punk bitch, to some it's hard to handle I get extreme at times, but these are things that you should know I know you niggaz don't think I forgot about that bitch named Sisqo Who's the real hoe? Switch-hittin punk-ass bitch I'm dedicated to this gangsta shit; FUCK HOLLYWOOD! [Chorus] [Verse 3] Now would you believe me, if I told you what I heard It's hard to perceive me, when they critique my every word Just got the news about the couple court'n Whitney Houston, Bobby Brown just been found snortin Killin them softly, here's some shit that you might not like Eddie Murphy's creepin late night, pickin up transvestites I'm gettin paid off big rhymes that I say, and by the way I heard that nigga Alize, loves to go both ways And even Janet, DAMMIT girl you too damn fine to be gettin licked - let a real G, fuck from behind I gives a fuck what they all say and Halle Berry how you gonna fuck wit that faggot ass, Eric Benet? See Hollywood ain't what it used to be Cause the things that I see, ain't what were told to me It's so scandolous deep inside I wish the lifestyle was all hood but it ain't, so until then nigga scream fuck Hollywood! [Chorus] [singer] All you cats y'all act like bitches Knowin y'all be straight switch hittin Keep it real - you niggaz ain't gangstas at all I - I said all you cats y'all act like bitches Knowin y'all be straight switch hittin Keep it real - you niggaz ain't gangstas at all You niggaz ain't gangstas at all [Tha Realest] It ain't, man It ain't what your niggaz think it is And I ain't even hatin on this shit I'm just tellin you what I SEEN! It's real! Grab your pumps and put the punks in the trunk Grab your pumps and put the punks in the trunk.. hey! Grab your pumps and put the punks in the trunk Grab your pumps and put the punks in the trunk, on Westside! I never knew it'd be like this in Hollywood Got me runnin in these streets, sippin on high speed Assassin on the motherfuckin track and we out this bitch