Artist: The Game f/ Scarface Album: OKE: Operation Kill Everything Song: Hollywood Typed by: Lyrics Mode [Verse 1: Game] 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 with, buck fifty 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 trying to 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 outta Coke cans Seduced by that white girl, Marilyn Monroe man You got some weed, and the Molly good Now take your bitch-ass to Hollywood Now take your bitch-ass to Hollywood Now take your bitch-ass to Hollywood [Verse 2: Scarface] 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 That's 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