paroles de chanson Juicy - The Notorious B.I.G.
Yeah,
this
album
is
dedicated
To
all
the
teachers
that
told
me
I'd
never
amount
to
nothin'
To
all
the
people
that
lived
above
the
Buildings
that
I
was
hustlin'
in
front
of
Called
the
police
on
me
when
I
was
just
tryin'
to
Make
some
money
to
feed
my
daughter
(it's
all
good)
And
all
the
niggas
in
the
struggle
You
know
what
I'm
sayin'?
It's
all
good,
baby
baby
It
was
all
a
dream,
I
used
to
read
Word
Up!
magazine
Salt-n-Pepa
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
in
Bambu,
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
I'm
in
the
limelight
'cause
I
rhyme
tight
Time
to
get
paid,
blow
up
like
the
World
Trade
Born
sinner,
the
opposite
of
a
winner
Remember
when
I
used
to
eat
sardines
for
dinner
Peace
to
Ron
G,
Brucie
B,
Kid
Capri
Funkmaster
Flex,
Lovebug
Starski
I'm
blowin'
up
like
you
thought
I
would
Call
the
crib,
same
number,
same
hood
It's
all
good
(It's
all
good)
And
if
you
don't
know,
now
you
know,
nigga
You
know
very
well
Who
you
are
Don't
let
'em
hold
you
down
Reach
for
the
stars
You
had
a
goal
But
not
that
many
'Cause
you're
the
only
one
I'll
give
you
good
and
plenty
I
made
the
change
from
a
common
thief
To
up
close
and
personal
with
Robin
Leach
And
I'm
far
from
cheap
I
smoke
skunk
with
my
peeps
all
day
Spread
love,
it's
the
Brooklyn
way
The
Moët
and
Alizé
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
honeys
play
me
close
like
butter
play
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'
five
karats
in
my
baby
girl's
ear
Lunches,
brunches,
interviews
by
the
pool
Considered
a
fool
'cause
I
dropped
out
of
high
school
Stereotypes
of
a
black
male
misunderstood
And
it's
still
all
good,
uh
And
if
you
don't
know,
now
you
know,
nigga
You
know
very
well
Who
you
are
Don't
let
'em
hold
you
down
Reach
for
the
stars
You
had
a
goal
But
not
that
many
'Cause
you're
the
only
one
I'll
give
you
good
and
plenty
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
chauffeur
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
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
thirsty
Uh,
damn
right,
I
like
the
life
I
live
'Cause
I
went
from
negative
to
positive
And
it's
all
(It's
all
good,
nigga)
And
if
you
don't
know,
now
you
know,
nigga
You
know
very
well
Who
you
are
Don't
let
'em
hold
you
down
And
if
you
don't
know,
now
you
know,
nigga
Reach
for
the
stars
You
had
a
goal
But
not
that
many
'Cause
you're
the
only
one
And
if
you
don't
know,
now
you
know,
nigga
I'll
give
you
good
and
plenty
Representin'
B-Town
in
the
house
Junior
Mafia,
mad
flavor
Uh,
uh,
yeah,
aight
You
know
very
well
Who
you
are
Don't
let
'em
hold
you
down
Reach
for
the
stars
You
had
a
goal
But
not
that
many
'Cause
you're
the
only
one
I'll
give
you
good
and
plenty
Biggie
Smalls,
it's
all
good,
nigga
Junior
Mafia,
it's
all
good,
nigga
Bad
Boy,
it's
all
good,
nigga
It's
all
good
That's
right,
'94
And
on
and
on,
and
on
and
on
You
know
very
well
Who
you
are
Don't
let
'em
hold
you
down
Reach
for
the
stars
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