作词 : Notorious BIG
作曲 : Notorious B.I.G./OWENS/Delance Scott
Remember back in the days,
When niggas had waves
Gazelle shades,
And corn braids
Pitchin pennies,
Honies had the high top jellies
Shootin skelly,
Niggas was all friendly
Loungin at the barbeques,
Drinkin brews
With the neighborhood crews,
Hangin on the avenues
Turn your pagers,
To nineteen ninety three
Niggas is gettin smoked G,
Believe me
Talk slick,
You get your neck slit quick
Cause real street niggas ain't havin that shit
Totin techs for rep,
Smokin blunts in the project
Hallways,
Shootin dice all day
Wait for niggas to step up on some fightin shit
We get hype and shit and start lifin shit
So step away with your fist fight ways
Nigga this ain't back in the days,
But you don't hear me though
No more cocoa leave io,
One two three
One two three,
All of this to me,
Is a mystery
I hear you niggas talk about it
But I stay seein bodies with the
Nigga chalk around it
And I'm down with the shit too
For the stupid niggas
Wanna try to use Kung-Fu
Instead of a Mac 10 he tried scrappin
Slugs in his back and,
That's what the **** happens
When you sleep on the street
Little niggas with heat,
Want ta leave a nigga six feet deep
And we comin to the wake
To make sure the cryin and
Commotion ain't a mother****ing fake
Back in the days,
Our parents used to take care of us
Look at em now,
They even mother****in scared of us
Callin the city for help because they can't maintain
Damn, shit done changed
If I wasn't in the rap game
I'd probably have a key knee
Deep in the crack game
Because the streets is a short stop
Either you're slingin crack rock
Or you got a wicked jumpshot
****, it's hard being young from the slums
Eatin five cent gums not knowin
Where your meals comin from
And now the shit's gettin crazier and major
Kids younger than me,
They got the Sky grand Pagers
Goin outta town, blowin up
Six months later all
The dead bodies showin up
It make me wanna grab
The nine and the shottie
But I gotta go identify the body
Damn, what happened to
The summertime cookouts?
Everytime I turn around
A nigga gettin took out
****, my momma got cancer in her breast
Don't ask me why I'm mother****in stressed,
Things done changed
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] 作词 : Notorious BIG
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Notorious B.I.G./OWENS/Delance Scott
[00:23.15]Remember back in the days,
[00:25.28]When niggas had waves
[00:26.51]Gazelle shades,
[00:28.02]And corn braids
[00:29.05]Pitchin pennies,
[00:30.32]Honies had the high top jellies
[00:31.81]Shootin skelly,
[00:32.98]Niggas was all friendly
[00:34.66]Loungin at the barbeques,
[00:36.13]Drinkin brews
[00:37.18]With the neighborhood crews,
[00:38.58]Hangin on the avenues
[00:39.86]Turn your pagers,
[00:41.04]To nineteen ninety three
[00:42.49]Niggas is gettin smoked G,
[00:44.07]Believe me
[00:45.22]Talk slick,
[00:46.24]You get your neck slit quick
[00:47.89]Cause real street niggas ain't havin that shit
[00:50.29]Totin techs for rep,
[00:51.51]Smokin blunts in the project
[00:53.07]Hallways,
[00:53.90]Shootin dice all day
[00:55.65]Wait for niggas to step up on some fightin shit
[00:58.62]We get hype and shit and start lifin shit
[01:01.23]So step away with your fist fight ways
[01:03.26]Nigga this ain't back in the days,
[01:05.23]But you don't hear me though
[01:06.83]
[01:27.19]No more cocoa leave io,
[01:28.82]One two three
[01:29.86]One two three,
[01:30.60]All of this to me,
[01:31.90]Is a mystery
[01:32.95]I hear you niggas talk about it
[01:34.80]But I stay seein bodies with the
[01:36.73]Nigga chalk around it
[01:38.11]And I'm down with the shit too
[01:39.99]For the stupid niggas
[01:41.68]Wanna try to use Kung-Fu
[01:43.55]Instead of a Mac 10 he tried scrappin
[01:45.83]Slugs in his back and,
[01:47.19]That's what the **** happens
[01:48.62]When you sleep on the street
[01:50.42]Little niggas with heat,
[01:52.08]Want ta leave a nigga six feet deep
[01:54.27]And we comin to the wake
[01:56.04]To make sure the cryin and
[01:57.56]Commotion ain't a mother****ing fake
[01:59.08]Back in the days,
[02:00.35]Our parents used to take care of us
[02:02.11]Look at em now,
[02:03.02]They even mother****in scared of us
[02:04.50]Callin the city for help because they can't maintain
[02:07.84]Damn, shit done changed
[02:09.50]
[02:30.65]If I wasn't in the rap game
[02:32.69]
[02:33.48]I'd probably have a key knee
[02:34.93]Deep in the crack game
[02:36.43]Because the streets is a short stop
[02:38.24]Either you're slingin crack rock
[02:39.79]Or you got a wicked jumpshot
[02:41.54]****, it's hard being young from the slums
[02:44.08]Eatin five cent gums not knowin
[02:45.56]Where your meals comin from
[02:46.82]And now the shit's gettin crazier and major
[02:49.18]Kids younger than me,
[02:50.32]They got the Sky grand Pagers
[02:52.00]Goin outta town, blowin up
[02:54.60]Six months later all
[02:55.69]The dead bodies showin up
[02:57.34]It make me wanna grab
[02:58.51]The nine and the shottie
[02:59.91]But I gotta go identify the body
[03:02.41]Damn, what happened to
[03:03.78]The summertime cookouts?
[03:05.25]Everytime I turn around
[03:06.37]A nigga gettin took out
[03:07.83]****, my momma got cancer in her breast
[03:10.38]Don't ask me why I'm mother****in stressed,
[03:12.33]Things done changed
作词 : Notorious BIG
作曲 : Notorious B.I.G./OWENS/Delance Scott
Remember back in the days,
When niggas had waves
Gazelle shades,
And corn braids
Pitchin pennies,
Honies had the high top jellies
Shootin skelly,
Niggas was all friendly
Loungin at the barbeques,
Drinkin brews
With the neighborhood crews,
Hangin on the avenues
Turn your pagers,
To nineteen ninety three
Niggas is gettin smoked G,
Believe me
Talk slick,
You get your neck slit quick
Cause real street niggas ain't havin that shit
Totin techs for rep,
Smokin blunts in the project
Hallways,
Shootin dice all day
Wait for niggas to step up on some fightin shit
We get hype and shit and start lifin shit
So step away with your fist fight ways
Nigga this ain't back in the days,
But you don't hear me though
No more cocoa leave io,
One two three
One two three,
All of this to me,
Is a mystery
I hear you niggas talk about it
But I stay seein bodies with the
Nigga chalk around it
And I'm down with the shit too
For the stupid niggas
Wanna try to use Kung-Fu
Instead of a Mac 10 he tried scrappin
Slugs in his back and,
That's what the **** happens
When you sleep on the street
Little niggas with heat,
Want ta leave a nigga six feet deep
And we comin to the wake
To make sure the cryin and
Commotion ain't a mother****ing fake
Back in the days,
Our parents used to take care of us
Look at em now,
They even mother****in scared of us
Callin the city for help because they can't maintain
Damn, shit done changed
If I wasn't in the rap game
I'd probably have a key knee
Deep in the crack game
Because the streets is a short stop
Either you're slingin crack rock
Or you got a wicked jumpshot
****, it's hard being young from the slums
Eatin five cent gums not knowin
Where your meals comin from
And now the shit's gettin crazier and major
Kids younger than me,
They got the Sky grand Pagers
Goin outta town, blowin up
Six months later all
The dead bodies showin up
It make me wanna grab
The nine and the shottie
But I gotta go identify the body
Damn, what happened to
The summertime cookouts?
Everytime I turn around
A nigga gettin took out
****, my momma got cancer in her breast
Don't ask me why I'm mother****in stressed,
Things done changed
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] 作词 : Notorious BIG
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Notorious B.I.G./OWENS/Delance Scott
[00:23.15]Remember back in the days,
[00:25.28]When niggas had waves
[00:26.51]Gazelle shades,
[00:28.02]And corn braids
[00:29.05]Pitchin pennies,
[00:30.32]Honies had the high top jellies
[00:31.81]Shootin skelly,
[00:32.98]Niggas was all friendly
[00:34.66]Loungin at the barbeques,
[00:36.13]Drinkin brews
[00:37.18]With the neighborhood crews,
[00:38.58]Hangin on the avenues
[00:39.86]Turn your pagers,
[00:41.04]To nineteen ninety three
[00:42.49]Niggas is gettin smoked G,
[00:44.07]Believe me
[00:45.22]Talk slick,
[00:46.24]You get your neck slit quick
[00:47.89]Cause real street niggas ain't havin that shit
[00:50.29]Totin techs for rep,
[00:51.51]Smokin blunts in the project
[00:53.07]Hallways,
[00:53.90]Shootin dice all day
[00:55.65]Wait for niggas to step up on some fightin shit
[00:58.62]We get hype and shit and start lifin shit
[01:01.23]So step away with your fist fight ways
[01:03.26]Nigga this ain't back in the days,
[01:05.23]But you don't hear me though
[01:06.83]
[01:27.19]No more cocoa leave io,
[01:28.82]One two three
[01:29.86]One two three,
[01:30.60]All of this to me,
[01:31.90]Is a mystery
[01:32.95]I hear you niggas talk about it
[01:34.80]But I stay seein bodies with the
[01:36.73]Nigga chalk around it
[01:38.11]And I'm down with the shit too
[01:39.99]For the stupid niggas
[01:41.68]Wanna try to use Kung-Fu
[01:43.55]Instead of a Mac 10 he tried scrappin
[01:45.83]Slugs in his back and,
[01:47.19]That's what the **** happens
[01:48.62]When you sleep on the street
[01:50.42]Little niggas with heat,
[01:52.08]Want ta leave a nigga six feet deep
[01:54.27]And we comin to the wake
[01:56.04]To make sure the cryin and
[01:57.56]Commotion ain't a mother****ing fake
[01:59.08]Back in the days,
[02:00.35]Our parents used to take care of us
[02:02.11]Look at em now,
[02:03.02]They even mother****in scared of us
[02:04.50]Callin the city for help because they can't maintain
[02:07.84]Damn, shit done changed
[02:09.50]
[02:30.65]If I wasn't in the rap game
[02:32.69]
[02:33.48]I'd probably have a key knee
[02:34.93]Deep in the crack game
[02:36.43]Because the streets is a short stop
[02:38.24]Either you're slingin crack rock
[02:39.79]Or you got a wicked jumpshot
[02:41.54]****, it's hard being young from the slums
[02:44.08]Eatin five cent gums not knowin
[02:45.56]Where your meals comin from
[02:46.82]And now the shit's gettin crazier and major
[02:49.18]Kids younger than me,
[02:50.32]They got the Sky grand Pagers
[02:52.00]Goin outta town, blowin up
[02:54.60]Six months later all
[02:55.69]The dead bodies showin up
[02:57.34]It make me wanna grab
[02:58.51]The nine and the shottie
[02:59.91]But I gotta go identify the body
[03:02.41]Damn, what happened to
[03:03.78]The summertime cookouts?
[03:05.25]Everytime I turn around
[03:06.37]A nigga gettin took out
[03:07.83]****, my momma got cancer in her breast
[03:10.38]Don't ask me why I'm mother****in stressed,
[03:12.33]Things done changed