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Track: HOLLYWOOD
Artist: YG
Album: HOLLYWOOD

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Name: YG
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Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson (born March 9, 1990), better known by his stage name YG, is an American rapper and actor from Compton, California. In 2009, he released his debut single, "Toot It and Boot It" featuring Ty Dolla Sign, which peaked at number 67 on the Billboard Hot 100. The single's success resulted in him signing to Def Jam Recordings. In the following years, YG released mixtapes such as The Real 4Fingaz, Just Re'd Up, Just Re'd Up 2, 4 Hunnid Degreez, and many others. In June 2013, YG signed a deal to Young Jeezy's imprint CTE World. His 2013 single, "My Nigga" featuring Jeezy and Rich Homie Quan, peaked at number 19 on the US Billboard Hot 100, becoming the highest charting song of his career. He then released the singles "Left, Right" and "Who Do You Love?" featuring Drake, leading up to the release of his debut studio album. His debut album, My Krazy Life, was released on March 18, 2014 by Pu$haz Ink, CTE World and Def Jam, and received critical acclaim. On June 17, 2016 he released his second studio album, Still Brazy, to critical acclaim.

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Release: YG (2) Feat. Shoreline Mafia - Hollywood
Year: 2025
Genres: Hip Hop

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LYRICS

Yeah
(Damn James)
400
Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign
Smokin', drinkin’, fuckin'
And the opps, they ain't on nothing
Got it on me when I’m in the function
Nigga starin' too hard and I'm bussin'
Got a switch on this blick, you can't duck this
And the clip too big, I can't tuck shit
This some West coast shit you can't fuck wit'
South Central, all the way to Sunset

From Bompton all the way to Sunset
I ain’t bomin’ if I can't bring the gun in
If I’m bomin' then you know I bring some Bloods in
Blood in, blood out, bitch, we thuggin
Throwin' up gang signs
On that fuck the opps shit so much, they try to hit me with a hate crime
Chances, I'ma take mines
Good pussy, gotta fly across state lines
Yeah, got your lady spoiled
Hundred bottles at the crib, no baby oil
Yeah, got your lady spoiled
Hundred bottles at the crib, no baby oil

Smokin’, drinkin', fuckin'
And the opps, they ain't on nothing
Got it on me whеn I'm in the function
Nigga starin' too hard and I'm bussin'
Got a switch on this blick, you can't duck this
And the clip too big, I can't tuck shit
This some Wеst coast shit you can't fuck wit'
South Central, all the way to Sunset

From Hollywood all the way to Bompton
Think about Nip when I'm on Slauson
Selling hoes on Fig like an auction
When you approach me, do it with some caution
I just turned Coachella into Hochella
And I got it on me, I'm a known felon
Catch a case, take a charge, I don't do no tellin'
Don't do no arguin', don't do no yellin'
Anytime that I perform, I got a blick on the stage
You can tell I'm cuttin' up, startin' to look like Johnny Cage
Sell good cocaine on my burst free range
Bitch, I came from the trenches, shoot-outs and runnin' fades

Smokin', drinkin', fuckin'
And the opps, they ain't on nothing
Got it on me when I'm in the function
Nigga starin' too hard and I'm bussin'
Got a switch on this blick, you can't duck this
And the clip too big, I can't tuck shit
This some West coast shit you can't fuck wit'
South Central, all the way to Sunset

This that West Coast shit you can't fuck with
I got her suckin' on my dick, she got the duck lips
Freaky ass bitch, wanna fuck me with no condom
Wipe a nigga nose, if we spot 'em then we on him, bitch (Yeah, we on 'em)
You see the boogers on the face like I'm sick
You try to turn her to her wife, but she out here doin' dicks (Doin' dicks)
She showin' out, she doing tricks
I bend her over, then she put me on the floor and did the splits (Ayy)
I love the way she make it grip (Ayy)
I might let you give me head, baby, but don't kiss me on my lips
We got one, two, three, four blickies in the VIP
Let a nigga try to trip, we throwin' bullets in this bitch

Let a nigga trip, he gon' get a facelift
That forty Glock got him doin' the Matrix
All the pretty hoes gon' play this
Joey Bada$$ gon' hate this

Smokin', drinkin', fuckin'
And the opps, they ain't on nothing
Got it on me when I'm in the function
Nigga starin' too hard and I'm bussin'
Got a switch on this blick, you can't duck this
And the clip too big, I can't tuck shit
This some West coast shit you can't fuck wit'
South Central, all the way to Sunset