| Notorious 2009 HD Teaser Trailer |
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Teaser trailer for "Notorious" starring Derek
Luke, Angela Bassett, Anthony Mackie and
Jamal Woolard as Biggie Smalls
notorious09.com
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So far the teaser looks good so let's hope
for the rap fans that it delivers. It brings
back ol feelings from back in the day.
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Affichage : 52692
Durée : 75 s |
| Biggie smalls - juicy |
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this song reminds me of the past thats why i
uploaded this music video enjoy :)
"(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 sinner, 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)"
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Durée : 265 s |
| biggie smalls-10 crack commandments |
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click for lyrics on "more"
whasupp y'all out their
keepin it crackin fo sho
all ya watchin this vid,why not give a click
n check ma page for sum more shit
aiiteee im out
peace n blessing to y'all!
Uhh, it's the ten crack commandments
What, uhh, uhh
Nigga can't tell me nothin bout this coke,
uh-huh
Can't tell me nothin bout this crack, this
weed
To my hustlin niggaz
Niggaz on the corner I ain't forget you
niggaz
My triple beam niggaz, word up
(Chuck D) "One two three four five six seven
eight nine"
"TEN"
I been in this game for years, it made me a
animal
It's rules to this shit, I wrote me a manual
A step by step booklet for you to get
your game on track, not your wig pushed back
Rule nombre uno: never let no one know
how much, dough you hold, cause you know
The cheddar breed jealousy 'specially
if that man fucked up, get your ass stuck up
Number two: never let em know your next move
Don't you know Bad Boys move in silence or
violence
Take it from your highness (uh-huh)
I done squeezed mad clips at these cats for
they bricks and chips
Number three: never trust no-bo-dy
Your moms'll set that ass up, properly gassed
up
Hoodie to mask up, shit, for that fast buck
she be layin in the bushes to light that ass
up
Number four: know you heard this before
Never get high, on your own supply
Number five: never sell no crack where you
rest at
I don't care if they want a ounce, tell em
bounce
Number six: that god damn credit, dead it
You think a crackhead payin you back, shit
forget it
Seven: this rule is so underrated
Keep your family and business completely
seperated
Money and blood don't mix like two dicks and
no bitch
Find yourself in serious shit
Number eight: never keep no weight on you
Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold
jobs too
Number nine shoulda been number one to me
If you ain't gettin bags stay the fuck from
police (uh-huh)
If niggaz think you snitchin ain't tryin
listen
They be sittin in your kitchen, waitin to
start hittin
Number ten: a strong word called consignment
Strictly for live men, not for freshmen
If you ain't got the clientele say hell no
Cause they gon want they money rain sleet
hail snow
Follow these rules you'll have mad bread to
break up
If not, twenty-four years, on the wake up
Slug hit your temple, watch your frame shake
up
Caretaker did your makeup, when you pass
Your girl fucked my man Jake up, heard in
three weeks
she sniffed a whole half of cake up
Heard she suck a good dick, and can hook a
steak up
Gotta go gotta go, more pies to bake up, word
up, uhh
Crack king, Frank Blizzard
Uhh
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Affichage : 441142
Durée : 201 s |
| The Notorious B.I.G. - Hypnotize |
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DVD-RIP/1997/Life After Death
www.notoriousonline.com
"Hah, sicka than your average Poppa
Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think
shit stink
pink gators, my Detroit players
Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn
Dead right, if they head right, Biggie there
every night
Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos
Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
do something to us, talk go through us
Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (ehehehe)
Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the
clutch
Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3
(Take that, take that, take that, haha!)
Bang every MC easily, busily
Recently niggaz frontin ain't sayin nuttin
(nope)
So I just speak my piece, (c'mon) keep my
piece
Cubans with the Jesus piece (thank you God),
with my peeps
Packin, askin who want it, you got it nigga
flaunt it
That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it
[Chorus: sung in imitation of part of Slick
Rick's "La-Di-Da-Di"]
Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so
paid (uh)
Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see
(uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip
to)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so
paid (hah)
[Verse Two:]
I put hoes in NY onto DKNY (uh-huh)
Miami, D.C. prefer Versace (that's right)
All Philly hoes, dough and Moschino (c'mon)
Every cutie wit a booty bought a Coogi
(haaaaah!)
Now who's the real dookie, meanin who's
really the shit
Them niggaz ride dicks, Frank White push the
sticks
on the Lexus, LX, four and a half
Bulletproof glass tints if I want some ass
Gon' blast squeeze first ask questions last
That's how most of these so-called gangsters
pass
At last, a nigga rappin bout blunts and
broads
Tits and bras, menage-a-tois, sex in
expensive cars
I still leave you on the pavement
Condo paid for, no car payment
At my arraignment, note for the plantiff
Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn
basement (shhh)
Face it, not guilty, that's how I stay filthy
(not guilty)
Richer than Richie, till you niggaz come and
get me
[Chorus:]
Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so
paid (uh)
Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see
(huh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip
to)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so
paid (uh)
[Verse Three:]
I can fill ya wit real millionaire shit (I
can fill ya)
Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly
Wreck it buy a new one
Your crew run run run, your crew run run
I know you sick of this, name brand nigga wit
flows girls say he's sweet like licorice
So get with this nigga, it's easy
Girlfriend here's a pen, call me round ten
Come through, have sex on rugs that's Persian
(that's right)
Come up to your job, hit you while you workin
(uhh)
for certain, Poppa freakin, not speakin
Leave that ass leakin, like rapper demo
Tell them hoe, take they clothes off slowly
Hit em wit the force like Obe, dick black
like Toby (Obe...Toby)
Watch me roam like Gobe, lucky they don't owe
me
Where the safe show me, homey.. (say what,
homey)
[Chorus:]
Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so
paid (uh)
Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see
(uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip
to)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so
paid (uh)
Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so
paid (uh)
Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see
(uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip
to)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so
paid (uh)
Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so
paid
[fades]"
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