Hollywood - The Game, Scarface

Open up the mind of a killer

Niggas on the front line strong as gorillas

Another dead body in the mist

Compton tattooed on his stomach, ain’t that a bitch

Hub City, thugs with me buck 50

Reunite with G-Unit?

Bitch, fuck 50

Look, take this dick or take this hit

We do it big, keep our bitches on that fey-fey shit

So what it is, let me tell you what it ain’t

Niggas tryna leave the city but they can’t

Stuck on Central and Rosecrans

America meet the dope man

More gold than Trinidad James

Guns in both hands

Fiends smokin' rock out of Coke cans

Seduced by that white girl, Marilyn Monroe man

You see the city, right?

You got some weed and the molly, good

Now take your bitch ass to Hollywood

Light, camera, action, you’re gone

Hollywood swing, but when I catch you it’s on

The streets got 3 simple rules we abide by

Hear no evil, speak none, you through blind eyes

Niggas need to learn to keep they mouth shut

Nosey motherfuckers get their ass shot the fuck up

It’s money over everything, trust me

So I’mma let my nuts hang, and plus we’ve

Been known to pull them murderous stunts

And get away scot-free, niggas puffin' they blunts

And gettin' down in they movie room

My niggas Loonie Tunes

Cause when it’s fuck me, then it’s fuck you

I’m all day plottin' on that get-back

And when it’s all mapped out, you finna get that

I show a motherfucker where the strength at

I said I had an army and I meant that

So if Holly wanna hide in California then Holly could

But I’ve got killers off in Holly-hood

So take your bitch-ass out to Hollywood

Take your bitch-ass out to Hollywood