"Juicy" by Notorious B.I.G.



Intro:

Fuck all you hoes
Get a grip Mutha fucka
Yeah..this album is dedicated
to all the teachers who told me
I would never amount to nothin'
To all the people who lived above the building
I was hustlin' from
and called the police on me when I was just tryin'
to make some money to feed my daughter
And to all the niggaz in the struggle, know what I'm sayin'?
It's all good baby bah-bee

Verse One:

It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up magazine
Salt n Peppa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic Marly Marl
I let my tape rock to my taped hop
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, the ha the ha
You never thought that hip hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I ryhme 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 B, Brucey B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Low Blow, Starsky
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number same hood
It's all good

Verse Two:

I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smokes skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moet and Alehze keeped me bizee
Girls used to dis 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 honnies 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 girl's ears
Lunches, brunches, get to use by the pool
Considered the fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good

Verse Three:

Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this
50 inch screen, money green leather sofa
Got two rides, a limousine with a cheaufer
Phone bill about two g's 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 plays the act 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 champaign when we thirst-ay
Damn right I like the life I live
'Cause I went from negative to positive
And it's all...

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