Notorious BigJuicy

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[intro:] (fuck all you hoes) get a grip motherfucker. Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me Id never amount to nothin, to all the people that lived above the Buildings that I was hustlin in front of that called the police on Me when I was just tryin to make some money to feed my daughters, And all the niggaz in the struggle, you know what Im sayin? Uh-ha, its all good baby bay-bee, uh [verse one:] It was all a dream I used to read word up magazine Saltnpepa and heavy d up in the limousine Hangin pictures on my wall Every saturday rap attack, mr. magic, marley marl I let my tape rock til my tape popped Smokin weed and bamboo, sippin on private stock Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack With the hat to match Remember rappin duke, duh-ha, duh-ha You never thought that hip hop would take it this far Now Im in the limelight cause I rhyme tight Time to get paid, blow up like the world trade Born filla, the opposite of a winner Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner Peace to ron g, brucey b, kid capri Funkmaster flex, lovebug starsky Im blowin up like you thought I would Call the crib, same number same hood Its all good Uh, and if you dont know, now you know, nigga, uh [chorus:] You know very well who you are Dont let em hold you down, reach for the stars You had a go, but not that many cause youre the only one Ill give you good and plenty [verse two:] I made the change from a common thief To up close and personal with robin leach And Im far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day Spread love, its the brooklyn way The moet and alize keep me pissy Girls used to diss me Now they write letters cause they miss me I never thought it could happen, this rappin stuff I was too used to packin gats and stuff Now honies play me close like butter played toast From the mississippi down to the east coast Condos in queens, indo for weeks Sold out seats to hear biggie smalls speak Livin life without fear Puttin 5 karats in my baby girls ears Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool Considered a fool cause I dropped out of high school Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood And its still all good Uh...and if you dont know, now you know, nigga [verse three:] Super nintendo, sega genesis When I was dead broke, man I couldnt picture this 50 inch screen, money green leather sofa Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur Phone bill about two gs flat No need to worry, my accountant handles that And my whole crew is loungin Celebratin every day, no more public housin Thinkin back on my one-room shack Now my mom pimps a ac with minks on her back And she loves to show me off, of course Smiles every time my face is up in the source We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us No heat, wonder why christmas missed us Birthdays was the worst days Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay Uh, damn right I like the life I live cause I went from negative to positive And its all... (its all good) ...and if you dont know, now you know, nigga, uh Uh, uh...and if you dont know, now you know, nigga Uh...and if you dont know, now you know, nigga, uh Representin b-town in the house, junior mafia, mad flavor, uh Uh, yeah, a-ight

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