Luyện nghe bài hát Notorious Big - Juicy

(fuck all you hoes) get a motherfucker.

Yeah, this is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived the
Buildings that I was hustlin' in front of that the police on
Me when I was just tryin' to make some to feed my daughters,
And all the niggaz in the struggle, you what I'm sayin'?

Uh-ha, it's all good bay-bee, uh

[verse

It was all a
I used to read word up
Salt'n'pepa and d up in the limousine
pictures on my wall
Every saturday rap attack, mr. magic, marl
I let my tape rock my tape popped
Smokin' and bamboo, sippin' on private stock
Way back, I had the red and black lumberjack
the hat to match
Remember rappin' duke, duh-ha,
You thought that hip hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight I rhyme tight
to get paid, blow up like the world trade
Born filla, the of a winner
Remember I used to eat sardines for dinner
to ron g, brucey b, kid capri
Funkmaster flex, starsky
I'm blowin' up you thought I would
Call the crib, number same hood
It's all

Uh, and if you know, now you know, nigga, uh

You know very who you are
Don't let em hold you down, for the stars
You had a go, but not that
you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty

[verse

I made the from a common thief
To up close and personal robin leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my all day
love, it's the brooklyn way
The moet and keep me pissy
Girls used to me
Now they write letters 'cause they me
I never thought it could happen, rappin' stuff
I was too used to gats and stuff
Now honies play me close like butter played
From the down to the east coast
in queens, indo for weeks
Sold out to hear biggie smalls speak
Livin' life fear
Puttin' 5 karats in my baby ears
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the
a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male
And it's still all

Uh...and if you know, now you know, nigga

[verse

Super nintendo, sega
When I was dead broke, man I couldn't this
50 inch screen, green leather sofa
Got two rides, a with a chauffeur
Phone bill two g's flat
No need to worry, my accountant that
And my crew is loungin'
Celebratin' day, no more public housin'
back on my one-room shack
Now my mom pimps a ac' minks on her back
And she loves to show me off, of
Smiles every time my face is up in the
We to fuss when the landlord dissed us
No heat, wonder why christmas us
Birthdays was the worst
Now we sip champagne when we
Uh, damn I like the life I live
'cause I went from to positive
And all...

(it's all good)

...and if you know, now you know, nigga, uh
Uh, uh...and if you don't know, now you know,
Uh...and if you know, now you know, nigga, uh

Representin' b-town in the house, mafia, mad flavor, uh
Uh, yeah,