Lirik Lagu Juicy - Notorious B.I.G.
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Intro:
(Fuck all you hoes) Get a grip motherfucker.
Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told meI'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived above thebuildings that I was hustlin' in front of that called the police onme when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters,and all the niggaz in the struggle, you know what I'm sayin'?
Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee, uh
Verse One:
It was all a dreamI used to read Word Up magazineSalt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousineHangin' pictures on my wallEvery Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley MarlI let my tape rock 'til my tape poppedSmokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stockWay back, when I had the red and black lumberjackWith the hat to matchRemember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-haYou never thought that hip hop would take it this farNow I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tightTime to get paid, blow up like the World TradeBorn sinner, the opposite of a winnerRemember when I used to eat sardines for dinnerPeace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid CapriFunkmaster Flex, Lovebug StarskyI'm blowin' up like you thought I wouldCall the crib, same number same hoodIt's all good
Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh
Chorus:
You know very well who you areDon't let em hold you down, reach for the starsYou had a go, but not that many'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty
Verse Two:
I made the change from a common thiefTo up close and personal with Robin LeachAnd I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all daySpread love, it's the Brooklyn wayThe Moet and Alize keep me pissyGirls used to diss meNow they write letters 'cause they miss meI never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuffI was too used to packin' gats and stuffNow honies play me close like butter played toastFrom the Mississippi down to the east coastCondos in Queens, indo for weeksSold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speakLivin' life without fearPuttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's earsLunches, brunches, interviews by the poolConsidered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high schoolStereotypes of a black male misunderstoodAnd it's still all good
Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga
Verse Three:
Super Nintendo, Sega GenesisWhen I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this50 inch screen, money green leather sofaGot two rides, a limousine with a chauffeurPhone bill about two G's flatNo need to worry, my accountant handles thatAnd my whole crew is loungin'Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'Thinkin' back on my one-room shackNow my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her backAnd she loves to show me off, of courseSmiles every time my face is up in The SourceWe used to fuss when the landlord dissed usNo heat, wonder why Christmas missed usBirthdays was the worst daysNow we sip champagne when we thirst-ayUh, damn right I like the life I live'Cause I went from negative to positiveAnd it's all...
(It's all good)
...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uhUh, uh...and if you don't know, now you know, niggaUh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh
Representin' B-Town in the house, Junior Mafia, mad flavor, uhUh, yeah, a-ight
(Fuck all you hoes) Get a grip motherfucker.
Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told meI'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived above thebuildings that I was hustlin' in front of that called the police onme when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters,and all the niggaz in the struggle, you know what I'm sayin'?
Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee, uh
Verse One:
It was all a dreamI used to read Word Up magazineSalt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousineHangin' pictures on my wallEvery Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley MarlI let my tape rock 'til my tape poppedSmokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stockWay back, when I had the red and black lumberjackWith the hat to matchRemember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-haYou never thought that hip hop would take it this farNow I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tightTime to get paid, blow up like the World TradeBorn sinner, the opposite of a winnerRemember when I used to eat sardines for dinnerPeace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid CapriFunkmaster Flex, Lovebug StarskyI'm blowin' up like you thought I wouldCall the crib, same number same hoodIt's all good
Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh
Chorus:
You know very well who you areDon't let em hold you down, reach for the starsYou had a go, but not that many'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty
Verse Two:
I made the change from a common thiefTo up close and personal with Robin LeachAnd I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all daySpread love, it's the Brooklyn wayThe Moet and Alize keep me pissyGirls used to diss meNow they write letters 'cause they miss meI never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuffI was too used to packin' gats and stuffNow honies play me close like butter played toastFrom the Mississippi down to the east coastCondos in Queens, indo for weeksSold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speakLivin' life without fearPuttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's earsLunches, brunches, interviews by the poolConsidered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high schoolStereotypes of a black male misunderstoodAnd it's still all good
Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga
Verse Three:
Super Nintendo, Sega GenesisWhen I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this50 inch screen, money green leather sofaGot two rides, a limousine with a chauffeurPhone bill about two G's flatNo need to worry, my accountant handles thatAnd my whole crew is loungin'Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'Thinkin' back on my one-room shackNow my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her backAnd she loves to show me off, of courseSmiles every time my face is up in The SourceWe used to fuss when the landlord dissed usNo heat, wonder why Christmas missed usBirthdays was the worst daysNow we sip champagne when we thirst-ayUh, damn right I like the life I live'Cause I went from negative to positiveAnd it's all...
(It's all good)
...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uhUh, uh...and if you don't know, now you know, niggaUh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh
Representin' B-Town in the house, Junior Mafia, mad flavor, uhUh, yeah, a-ight
