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Version 2 of The Notorious B.I.G. Lyrics Things Done Changed (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/n/notorious-big/things-done-changed...) Version 2 of the lyrics | |||||||||||||
| 1 | Remember back in the days when niggaz had waves | [Verse One:] | 1 | |||||||||||
| 2 | Gazelle shades and corn braids | Remember back in the days, when niggaz had waves | 2 | |||||||||||
| 3 | Pitchin' pennies, honies had the high top jellies | Gazelle shades, and corn braids | 3 | |||||||||||
| 4 | Shootin' Skelly, motherfuckers was all friendly | Pitchin pennies, honies had the high top jellies | 4 | |||||||||||
| 5 | Shootin skelly, motherfuckers was all friendly | 5 | ||||||||||||
| 6 | Loungin' at the barbecues, drinkin' brews | Loungin at the barbeques, drinkin brews | 6 | |||||||||||
| 7 | With the neighborhood crews, hangin' on the avenues | with the neighborhood crews, hangin on the avenues | 7 | |||||||||||
| 8 | Turn your pagers to nineteen ninety-three | Turn your pagers, to nineteen ninety three | 8 | |||||||||||
| 9 | Niggaz is gettin' smoked G, believe me | Niggaz is gettin smoked G, believe me | 9 | |||||||||||
| 1 | 1 | |||||||||||||
| Talk slick, you get your neck slit quick | Talk slick, you get your neck slit quick | |||||||||||||
| 10 | 'Cause real street niggaz ain't havin' that shit | Cause real street niggaz ain't havin that shit | 10 | |||||||||||
| 11 | Totin' techs for rep, smokin' blunts in the project | Totin techs for rep, smokin blunts in the project | 11 | |||||||||||
| 12 | Hallways, shootin' dice all day | hallways, shootin dice all day | 12 | |||||||||||
| 13 | Wait for niggaz to step up on some fightin shit | 13 | ||||||||||||
| 14 | Wait for niggaz to step up on some fightin' shit | We get hype and shit and start lifin shit | 14 | |||||||||||
| 2 | We get hype and shit and start lifin' shit | 2 | ||||||||||||
| So step away with your fist fight ways | So step away with your fist fight ways | |||||||||||||
| 15 | Motherfucker, this ain't back in the days | Motherfucker this ain't back in the days, | 15 | |||||||||||
| 16 | But you don't hear me though | but you don't hear me though | 16 | |||||||||||
| 17 | No more cocoa leave-io, one, two, three | [Verse Two:] | 17 | |||||||||||
| 18 | One, two, three, all of this to me is a mystery | No more Cocoa leave thee ole one two three | 18 | |||||||||||
| 19 | I hear you, motherfuckers, talk about it | One two three, all of this to me, is a mystery | 19 | |||||||||||
| 20 | But I stay seein' bodies with the motherfuckin' chalk around it | I hear you motherfuckers talk about it | 20 | |||||||||||
| 1 | But I stay seein bodies with the motherfuckin chalk around it | 1 | ||||||||||||
| And I'm down with the shit too | And I'm down with the shit too | |||||||||||||
| 21 | For the stupid motherfuckers wanna try to use Kung-Fu | 21 | ||||||||||||
| 22 | For the stupid motherfuckers wanna try to use kung-fu | Instead of a Mac-10 he tried scrappin | 22 | |||||||||||
| 23 | Instead of a Mac-10 he tried scrappin' | Slugs in his back and, that's what the fuck happens | 23 | |||||||||||
| 24 | Slugs in his back and that's what the fuck happens | when you sleep on the street | 24 | |||||||||||
| 25 | When you sleep on the street | Little motherfuckers with heat, want ta | 25 | |||||||||||
| 26 | leave a nigga six feet deep | 26 | ||||||||||||
| 27 | Little motherfuckers with heat, want to leave a nigga six feet deep | And we comin to the wake | 27 | |||||||||||
| 28 | And we comin' to the wake, yo, make sure | To make sure the cryin and commotion ain't a motherfuckin fake | 28 | |||||||||||
| 3 | The cryin' and commotion ain't a motherfuckin' fake | 3 | ||||||||||||
| Back in the days, our parents used to take care of us | Back in the days, our parents used to take care of us | |||||||||||||
| 29 | Look at em now, they even fuckin scared of us | 29 | ||||||||||||
| 30 | Look at 'em, now, they even fuckin' scared of us | Callin the city for help because they can't maintain | 30 | |||||||||||
| 4 | Callin' the city for help because they can't maintain | 4 | ||||||||||||
| Damn, shit done changed | Damn, shit done changed | |||||||||||||
| 2 | [Verse Three:] | 2 | ||||||||||||
| If I wasn't in the rap game | If I wasn't in the rap game | |||||||||||||
| I'd probably have a key knee deep in the crack game | I'd probably have a key knee deep in the crack game | |||||||||||||
| Because the streets is a short stop | Because the streets is a short stop | |||||||||||||
| 31 | Either you're slingin' crack, rock or you got a wicked jump shot | Either you're slingin crack rock or you got a wicked jumpshot | 31 | |||||||||||
| 5 | 5 | |||||||||||||
| Shit, it's hard being young from the slums | Shit, it's hard being young from the slums | |||||||||||||
| 32 | Eatin' five cent gums not knowin' where your meals comin' from | eatin five cent gums not knowin where your meals comin from | 32 | |||||||||||
| 33 | And now the shit's gettin' crazier and major | And now the shit's gettin crazier and major | 33 | |||||||||||
| 34 | Kids younger than me, they got the Sky Grand Pagers | Kids younger than me, they got the Sky grand Pagers | 34 | |||||||||||
| 35 | Goin' outta town, blowin' up | Goin outta town, blowin up | 35 | |||||||||||
| 36 | Six months later all the dead bodies showin up | 36 | ||||||||||||
| 6 | Six months later all the dead bodies showin' up | 6 | ||||||||||||
| It make me wanna grab the nine and the shottie | It make me wanna grab the nine and the shottie | |||||||||||||
| But I gotta go identify the body | But I gotta go identify the body | |||||||||||||
| Damn, what happened to the summertime cookouts? | Damn, what happened to the summertime cookouts? | |||||||||||||
| 37 | Everytime I turn around a nigga gettin took out | 37 | ||||||||||||
| 7 | Every time I turn around, a nigga gettin' took out | 7 | ||||||||||||
| Shit, my momma got cancer in her breast | Shit, my momma got cancer in her breast | |||||||||||||
| 38 | Don't ask me why I'm motherfuckin' stressed | Don't ask me why I'm motherfuckin stressed, things done changed | 38 | |||||||||||
| 8 | Things done changed | 8 | ||||||||||||
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