歌曲 | Juicy (Axero Remix) |
歌手 | Axero |
专辑 | Juicy (Axero Remix) |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:05.24] | Yeah, this album is dedicated |
[00:08.33] | To all the teachers that told me |
[00:09.58] | I'd never amount to nuttin |
[00:11.07] | To all the people that lived above the buildings |
[00:12.80] | That I was hustling in front of |
[00:13.79] | Called the police on me |
[00:14.34] | When I was just trying to make some money to feed my daughter |
[00:17.88] | And all the *****s in the struggle |
[00:18.98] | You know what I'm saying? It's all good, baby baby |
[00:21.41] | |
[00:22.37] | It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine |
[00:25.93] | Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine |
[00:27.62] | Hangin' pictures on my wall |
[00:29.16] | Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl |
[00:32.46] | I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped |
[00:34.60] | Smoking ***** on Bambu, sippin' on Private Stock |
[00:36.74] | Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack |
[00:39.76] | With the hat to match |
[00:41.55] | Remember Rappin' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha |
[00:43.64] | You never thought that hip hop would take it this far |
[00:46.14] | Now I'm in the limelight cause I rhyme tight |
[00:48.49] | Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade |
[00:50.44] | Born sinner, the opposite of a winner |
[00:53.27] | Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner |
[00:55.21] | Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri |
[00:57.31] | Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starski |
[01:00.30] | I'm blowing up like you thought I would |
[01:02.14] | Call the crib, same number, same hood |
[01:04.68] | It's all good |
[01:06.88] | And if you don't know, now you know, ***** |
[01:09.17] | |
[01:52.86] | I made the change from a common thief |
[01:54.70] | Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way |
[01:56.95] | The Moet and Alizé keep me pissy |
[01:59.17] | girls used to diss me |
[02:00.26] | Now they write letters cause they miss me |
[02:02.25] | I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff |
[02:04.44] | I was too used to packing gats and stuff |
[02:06.63] | Now honeys play me close like butter play toast |
[02:09.27] | From the Mississippi down to the East Coast |
[02:11.51] | Condos in Queens, indo for weeks |
[02:13.78] | Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak |
[02:16.22] | Living life without fear |
[02:17.86] | Putting 5 carats in my baby girl's ear |
[02:20.22] | Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool |
[02:22.90] | Considered a fool cause I dropped outta high school |
[02:25.60] | Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood |
[02:28.33] | And it's still all good |
[02:29.88] | Uh |
[00:05.24] | Yeah, this album is dedicated |
[00:08.33] | To all the teachers that told me |
[00:09.58] | I' d never amount to nuttin |
[00:11.07] | To all the people that lived above the buildings |
[00:12.80] | That I was hustling in front of |
[00:13.79] | Called the police on me |
[00:14.34] | When I was just trying to make some money to feed my daughter |
[00:17.88] | And all the s in the struggle |
[00:18.98] | You know what I' m saying? It' s all good, baby baby |
[00:21.41] | |
[00:22.37] | It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine |
[00:25.93] | SaltnPepa and Heavy D up in the limousine |
[00:27.62] | Hangin' pictures on my wall |
[00:29.16] | Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl |
[00:32.46] | I let my tape rock ' til my tape popped |
[00:34.60] | Smoking on Bambu, sippin' on Private Stock |
[00:36.74] | Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack |
[00:39.76] | With the hat to match |
[00:41.55] | Remember Rappin' Duke? Duhha, duhha |
[00:43.64] | You never thought that hip hop would take it this far |
[00:46.14] | Now I' m in the limelight cause I rhyme tight |
[00:48.49] | Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade |
[00:50.44] | Born sinner, the opposite of a winner |
[00:53.27] | Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner |
[00:55.21] | Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri |
[00:57.31] | Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starski |
[01:00.30] | I' m blowing up like you thought I would |
[01:02.14] | Call the crib, same number, same hood |
[01:04.68] | It' s all good |
[01:06.88] | And if you don' t know, now you know, |
[01:09.17] | |
[01:52.86] | I made the change from a common thief |
[01:54.70] | Spread love, it' s the Brooklyn way |
[01:56.95] | The Moet and Alize keep me pissy |
[01:59.17] | girls used to diss me |
[02:00.26] | Now they write letters cause they miss me |
[02:02.25] | I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff |
[02:04.44] | I was too used to packing gats and stuff |
[02:06.63] | Now honeys play me close like butter play toast |
[02:09.27] | From the Mississippi down to the East Coast |
[02:11.51] | Condos in Queens, indo for weeks |
[02:13.78] | Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak |
[02:16.22] | Living life without fear |
[02:17.86] | Putting 5 carats in my baby girl' s ear |
[02:20.22] | Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool |
[02:22.90] | Considered a fool cause I dropped outta high school |
[02:25.60] | Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood |
[02:28.33] | And it' s still all good |
[02:29.88] | Uh |
[00:05.24] | Yeah, this album is dedicated |
[00:08.33] | To all the teachers that told me |
[00:09.58] | I' d never amount to nuttin |
[00:11.07] | To all the people that lived above the buildings |
[00:12.80] | That I was hustling in front of |
[00:13.79] | Called the police on me |
[00:14.34] | When I was just trying to make some money to feed my daughter |
[00:17.88] | And all the s in the struggle |
[00:18.98] | You know what I' m saying? It' s all good, baby baby |
[00:21.41] | |
[00:22.37] | It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine |
[00:25.93] | SaltnPepa and Heavy D up in the limousine |
[00:27.62] | Hangin' pictures on my wall |
[00:29.16] | Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl |
[00:32.46] | I let my tape rock ' til my tape popped |
[00:34.60] | Smoking on Bambu, sippin' on Private Stock |
[00:36.74] | Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack |
[00:39.76] | With the hat to match |
[00:41.55] | Remember Rappin' Duke? Duhha, duhha |
[00:43.64] | You never thought that hip hop would take it this far |
[00:46.14] | Now I' m in the limelight cause I rhyme tight |
[00:48.49] | Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade |
[00:50.44] | Born sinner, the opposite of a winner |
[00:53.27] | Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner |
[00:55.21] | Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri |
[00:57.31] | Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starski |
[01:00.30] | I' m blowing up like you thought I would |
[01:02.14] | Call the crib, same number, same hood |
[01:04.68] | It' s all good |
[01:06.88] | And if you don' t know, now you know, |
[01:09.17] | |
[01:52.86] | I made the change from a common thief |
[01:54.70] | Spread love, it' s the Brooklyn way |
[01:56.95] | The Moet and Alizé keep me pissy |
[01:59.17] | girls used to diss me |
[02:00.26] | Now they write letters cause they miss me |
[02:02.25] | I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff |
[02:04.44] | I was too used to packing gats and stuff |
[02:06.63] | Now honeys play me close like butter play toast |
[02:09.27] | From the Mississippi down to the East Coast |
[02:11.51] | Condos in Queens, indo for weeks |
[02:13.78] | Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak |
[02:16.22] | Living life without fear |
[02:17.86] | Putting 5 carats in my baby girl' s ear |
[02:20.22] | Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool |
[02:22.90] | Considered a fool cause I dropped outta high school |
[02:25.60] | Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood |
[02:28.33] | And it' s still all good |
[02:29.88] | Uh |