Fuck all you hoes, get a grip
mother fucker.
00:01
Yeah, this album is dedicated
00:03
To all the teachers that told
me I'd never amount to nothin'
00:05
To all the people that
lived above the buildings
that I was hustlin' in front of
00:08
called the police on me
when I was just tryin'
00:12
-to make some money to feed
my daughter.
-It's all good.
00:13
And all the niggas
in the struggle
00:15
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's all good, baby, baby.
00:17
♪ It was all a dream, I used
to read Word Up! magazine ♪
00:21
♪ Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy
D up in the limousine ♪
00:24
♪ Hangin' pictures on my wall,
every Saturday Rap Attack,
Mr. Magic, Marley Marl ♪
00:27
♪ I let my tape rock
'til my tape popped ♪
00:32
♪ Smokin' weed in Bambu,
sippin' on Private Stock ♪
00:34
♪ Way back, when I had the
red and black lumberjack ♪
00:37
♪ With the hat to match ♪
00:39
♪ Remember Rappin'
Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha ♪
00:41
♪ You never thought that
hip-hop would take it this far ♪
00:43
♪ Now I'm in the limelight
'cause I rhyme tight ♪
00:46
♪ Time to get paid, blow
up like the World Trade ♪
00:49
♪ Born sinner, the
opposite of a winner ♪
00:52
♪ Remember when I used to
eat sardines for dinner ♪
00:54
♪ Peace to Ron G,
Brucie B, Kid Capri ♪
00:56
♪ Funkmaster Flex,
Lovebug Starski ♪
00:59
♪ I'm blowin' up like
you thought I would ♪
01:01
♪ Call the crib, same
number, same hood ♪
01:03
-♪ It's all good, uh ♪
-♪ It's all good, yea ♪
01:05
♪ And if you don't know,
now you know, nigga ♪
01:08
♪ You know very well ♪
01:12
♪ Who you are ♪
01:14
♪ Don't let 'em hold you down ♪
01:16
♪ Reach for the stars ♪
01:19
♪ You had a goal ♪
01:22
♪ But not that many ♪
01:24
♪ 'Cause you're the only one ♪
01:26
-♪I'll give you good and plenty♪
-♪ I made the change
from a common thief ♪
01:28
♪ To up close and personal
with Robin Leach ♪
01:33
♪ And I'm far from cheap,
I smoke skunk with
my peeps all day ♪
01:35
♪ Spread love, it's
the Brooklyn way ♪
01:38
♪ The Moët and Alizé
keep me pissy ♪
01:40
♪ Girls used to diss me,
now they write letters
'cause they miss me ♪
01:42
♪ I never thought it could
happen, this rappin' stuff ♪
01:45
♪ I was too used to
packin' gats and stuff ♪
01:48
♪ Now honeys play me close
like butter play toast ♪
01:50
♪ From the Mississippi
down to the East Coast ♪
01:53
♪ Condos in Queens,
indo for weeks ♪
01:56
♪ Sold-out seats to hear
Biggie Smalls speak ♪
01:58
♪ Livin' life without fear,
puttin' five karats
in my baby girl's ear ♪
02:01
♪ Lunches, brunches,
interviews by the pool ♪
02:05
♪ Considered a fool 'cause I
dropped out of high school ♪
02:08
♪ Stereotypes of a black
male misunderstood ♪
02:11
♪ And it's still all good, uh ♪
02:14
♪ And if you don't know,
now you know, nigga ♪
02:17
♪ You know very well ♪
02:21
♪ Who you are ♪
02:23
♪ Don't let 'em hold you down ♪
02:26
♪ Reach for the stars ♪
02:29
♪ You had a goal ♪
02:31
♪ But not that many ♪
02:33
♪ 'Cause you're the only one ♪
02:36
-♪ I'll give you
good and plenty ♪
-♪ Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis♪
02:38
♪ When I was dead broke, man,
I couldn't picture this ♪
02:42
♪ 50-inch screen,
money-green leather sofa ♪
02:45
♪ Got two rides, a
limousine with a chauffeur ♪
02:47
♪ Phone bill about
two G's flat ♪
02:50
♪ No need to worry, my
accountant handles that ♪
02:52
♪ And my whole
crew is loungin' ♪
02:55
♪ Celebratin' every day,
no more public housin' ♪
02:57
♪ Thinkin' back on
my one-room shack ♪
03:00
♪ Now my mom pimps a Ac'
with minks on her back ♪
03:02
♪ And she loves to
show me off of course ♪
03:05
♪ Smiles every time my
face is up in The Source ♪
03:07
♪ We used to fuss when
the landlord dissed us ♪
03:10
♪ No heat, wonder why
Christmas missed us ♪
03:12
♪ Birthdays was the worst days ♪
03:15
♪ Now we sip Champagne
when we thirsty ♪
03:17
♪ Uh, damn right, I
like the life I live ♪
03:19
♪ 'Cause I went from
negative to positive ♪
03:22
-♪ And it's all ♪
-♪ It's all good, nigga ♪
03:24
♪ And if you don't know,
now you know, nigga ♪
03:26
♪ You know very well ♪
03:30
♪ Who you are ♪
03:33
♪ Don't let 'em hold you down ♪
03:35
-♪ And if you don't know,
now you know, nigga ♪
-♪ Reach for the stars ♪
03:37
♪ You had a goal ♪
03:41
♪ But not that many,
'cause you're the only one ♪
03:42
-♪ And if you don't know,
now you know, nigga ♪
-♪I'll give you good and plenty♪
03:47
♪ Representin'
B-Town in the house ♪
03:50
♪ Junior Mafia, mad flavor, uh ♪
03:52
♪ Uh, yeah ♪
03:57
-♪ You give me
good and plenty baby ♪
-♪ Aight ♪
03:59
♪ Hey, yeah ♪
04:08
Lyrics & Translation
Learning a language through music is a powerful tool, and The Notorious B.I.G.'s "Juicy" offers a unique window into the world of 90s hip-hop and the art of storytelling. Through its vivid lyrics, you can learn slang and cultural references of the era while following a compelling narrative of overcoming adversity. The song's clear, deliberate flow makes it easier to pick up the rhythm and cadence of the language, making it a special and motivating way to learn.
[English]
Fuck all you hoes, get a grip mother fucker.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, uh ♪ -♪ It's all good, yea ♪
♪ 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 ♪
-♪ You give me good and plenty baby ♪ -♪ Aight ♪
♪ Hey, yeah ♪
Key Vocabulary
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