Album: Alpha And Omega (2004)

Hollywood

nigguh look at dat nigguh over there man ole hatin ass broke ass nigguh man (heey hater) broke ass nigguh...

dirty rottin never forgot noise plottin i aint here to sing i feel the lord is watchin
she was a walkin mah gimmy a hundred thousand a lil hundred houses but i cant feel the power

he's discombobulated the mind scrambled ass and brothers feel me comin thats for the gunnin thing put em up its 2000 and thizzle (?) spillin the bullets in the death of my back o no fo shizzle (oh) tell me whats critical is it ur reputation n e one attackin wait for the incubation now for ur motherfuckin information bizzys a thug n i never expected to be excepted shyt i was just sellin drugs and reflected in my music the people swallow the real i have my homeboy salty still and swallow the pill poppin the bubbly for this million dollar bill bizzy prolly got his money these suckas they wanna chill keep it real good bad n fuck it 4 in the mornin lookin under my bed for ripley reals (aw shyt) thinkin bout all that rutheless u keep ur job ima universal soldier thank god!(thank god!)

chorus:
now let me thank the lord like i always will never move to hollywood a b.b. keep it realX4

mall mind on my money my money in my mall and my benz and my friends and my job i still miss wish's uncle charles reachin for the starts everybody talkin about bone thugs breakin up nigguh Flesh behind bars he the one that bought the tickets can i get any realer baby im just the realest now back to the real shyt (real shyt) mental mychiatic wish the hottest potic bizzy threw ghetto college checkin that other garage man im that ata king and that im that david ruffin and im that michael jackson nigguh ima say yah suttin am i the competant never could be a fiend i only smoke some weed n sip some hennessey is that to thuggish for yah well if it is im sorry gimmy no grey goose gators skin white marleys thinkin bout all that rutheless can keep the job bugalo bright n swooves (praise god)

chorus:
now let me thank the lord like i always will never move to hollywood a b.b. keep it realX4

i can never even look at my nigguhs gurl never try to stick it to his baby mama for nuthin in the world why snitch switch n be a bitch (bitch) man u want some bull shyt (oh yeah) i dont want be friends who needs enemies so stay the fuck away frum the benz when it comes to ur facinity wuts up with jealousy u might fucked up with ah no k-y jellly only movin when god tell me lemmy man up n tell my story cuz there aint no tellin how many records i be sellin so who u callin pretty boy boy u a funny man im hotter than swacherneiger but im not runnin man thats the only metaphor that im givin u nigguhs tonite it aint even my steeze nigguh please show rollin stones just what that thug life like right but id like to thank for puttin me in your auto gold that city destroyed my life

chorus:
now let me thank the lord like i always will never move to hollywood a b.b. keep it realX4