Paroles Juicy lyrics par Notorious BIG: Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers That told me I'd never amount. Way back when I had the red and black lumberjack With the hat to match Remember Rappin' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha. Paroles Musique c'est le meilleur de la musique en parole de chanson: plus de 7 millions de titres et.

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Yeah, this album is dedicated

Yeah, questo album è dedicato

To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'

A tutte le insegnanti che avevano detto che non avrei mai quagliato nulla

To all the people that lived above the

A tutta la gente che viveva sopra

Buildings that I was hustlin' in front of

I palazzi di fronte ai quali stavo facendo business

Called the police on me when I was just tryin' to

E chiamó la polizia per me quando stavo solo cercando

Make some money to feed my daughter (it's all good)

Di fare dei soldi per nutrire mia figlia (va tutto bene)

And all the niggas in the struggle

Ed a tutti i negri negli sbattimenti

You know what I'm sayin'? It's all good, baby baby

Sai cosa sto dicendo? Va tutto bene, baby baby

It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine

Era tutto un sogno, leggevo Word Up! Magazine

Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine

Salt-n-Pepa ed Heavy D nella limousine

Hangin' pictures on my wall

appendevo foto nel mio muro

Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl

Ogni sabato Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl

I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped

lasciamo andare il nastro finché saltava

Smokin' weed in Bambu, sippin' on Private Stock

fumando erba e bambù, sorseggiando una riserva privata

Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack

Tempo fa,quando avevo le lumberjack rosse e nere

With the hat to match

con il cappello in tinta

Remember Rappin' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha

Ricordi il Duca del Rap? Duh-ha,duh-ha

You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far

Non avevi mai pensato che l'hip hop sarebbe andato così lontano

Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight

Ora sono sotto le luci dei riflettori perché fare rime

Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade

è ora di essere pagati, esplodere come il World Trade

Born sinner, the opposite of a winner

nato riempitivo, l'opposto di un vincitore

Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner

Ricordati quando mangiavo sardine per cena

Peace to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid Capri

Pace a Ron G, Brucie B, Kid Capri

Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starski

Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starski

I'm blowin' up like you thought I would

sto esplodendo come tu pensavi che avrei fatto

Call the crib, same number, same hood

Chiama la cricca, stesso numero, stesso quartiere

It's all good (It's all good)

Va tutto bene (Va tutto bene)

And if you don't know, now you know, nigga

E se non lo sapevi, ora lo sai, negro

You know very well

Lo sai molto bene

Who you are

Chi sei

Don't let 'em hold you down

Non lasciare che ti tirino giù

Reach for the stars

Ricco per le stelle

You had a goal

Tu avevi un obiettivo

But not that many

Ma non molti

'Cause you're the only one

Perché tu sei l'unico

I'll give you good and plenty

Al quale ho dato molto

I made the change from a common thief

Ho fatto il cambiamento da un comune ladro

To up close and personal with Robin Leach

Ad avere confidenza con Robin Leach

And I'm far from cheap

E son lontano dall'essere economico

Notorious Big Children

I smoke skunk with my peeps all day

Fumo skunk con i miei soci tutto il giorno

Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way

Di fondo l'amore, si fa così a Brooklyn

The Moët and Alizé keep me pissy

Il Moët e alizé mi continuano a stimolar la vescica

Girls used to diss me

Le ragazze erano abituate a sparlare di me

Now they write letters 'cause they miss me

Adesso mi scrivono lettere perché gli manco

I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff

Non credevo che potesse accadere questa roba del rap

I was too used to packin' gats and stuff

Ero troppo abituato ad essere armato di pistole e altra roba

Red And Black Lumberjack Biggie

Now honeys play me close like butter play toast

Orari dolcezze mi stanno vicino come il burro e i toast

From the Mississippi down to the East Coast

Notorious Big Album

Dal Mississippi fino alla East Coast

Condos in Queens, indo for weeks

Condomini nei Queens, erba per settimana

Sold-out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak

posti esauriti per sentire Biggie Smalls che parla

Livin' life without fear

Vivendo la vita senza paura

Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear

Mettendo cinque carati sull'orecchio della mia piccola

Notorious Big Biography

Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool

Pranzi, aperitivi, interviste nel bordo piscina

Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school

Ero considerato uno stupido perché avevo smesso di andare al liceo

Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood

Stereotipi di un maschio nero frainteso

And it's still all good, uh

Ed è ancora tutto a posto

[Intro:]
(Fuck all you hoes) Get a grip motherfucker.
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 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 I'm sayin'?
Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee, uh
[Verse One:]
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 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 I'm 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
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number same hood
It's all good
Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh
[Chorus:]
You know very well who you are
Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars
You 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 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 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 girl's ears
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
[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 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 thirst-ay
Uh, damn right I like the life I live
'Cause I went from negative to positive
And it's all...
(It's all good)
...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh
Uh, uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga
Uh...and if you don't 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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2. Mobb Deep - Shook Ones
3. Tupac - Temptations
4. Notorious BIG - Juicy
5. Naughty By Nature - Feel Me Flow
6. Ol' Dirty Bastard - Shimmy Shimmy Ya
7. Jr. Mafia - Get Money
8. MC Breed (w/Tupac) - Gotta Get Mine
9. Wu Tang Clan - C.r.e.a.m.
10. Pharcyde - Runnin
11. Outkast - Player's Ball
12. Mobb Deep - Survival Of The Fittest
13. Method Man - Bring Da Pain