(fuck all you hoes) get a motherfucker.
Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that me I'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived the Buildings that I was in front of that called the police on Me when I was just tryin' to make some money to my daughters, And all the niggaz in the struggle, you what I'm sayin'?
Uh-ha, it's all good bay-bee, uh
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It was all a I used to word up magazine Salt'n'pepa and d up in the limousine pictures on my wall Every rap attack, mr. magic, marley marl I let my tape 'til my tape popped Smokin' and bamboo, sippin' on private stock Way back, I had the red and black lumberjack With the hat to Remember duke, duh-ha, duh-ha You never thought hip hop would take it this far Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme to get paid, blow up like the world trade Born filla, the of a winner Remember when I used to eat sardines for to ron g, brucey b, kid capri Funkmaster flex, starsky I'm blowin' up like you thought I Call the crib, same number 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 many 'cause the only one I'll give you good and plenty
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I made the from a common thief To up close and personal with leach And I'm far from cheap, I skunk with my peeps all day love, it's the brooklyn way The and alize keep me pissy used to diss me Now they write letters 'cause they me I thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff I was too used to packin' and stuff Now honies me close like butter played toast From the down to the east coast in queens, indo for weeks Sold out seats to hear smalls speak Livin' life fear Puttin' 5 karats in my baby ears Lunches, brunches, interviews by the Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high Stereotypes of a black male And it's all good
Uh...and if you know, now you know, nigga
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Super nintendo, genesis When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture 50 inch screen, money green leather Got two rides, a limousine with a Phone about two g's flat No need to worry, my accountant handles And my whole is loungin' Celebratin' every day, no more public Thinkin' back on my one-room Now my mom pimps a ac' minks on her back And she loves to show me off, of Smiles every time my is up in the source We used to fuss when the dissed us No heat, why christmas missed us Birthdays was the worst Now we sip when we thirst-ay Uh, damn right I 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 know, now you know, nigga Uh...and if you know, now you know, nigga, uh
Representin' b-town in the house, mafia, mad flavor, uh Uh, yeah,