It Ain't Hard
Notorious B.I.G. & Nas Lyrics
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Uh, uh-huh, yeah (it's all about the Benjamins baby)
Uh, uh-huh, yeah (it's all about the Benjamins baby) (Goodfellas, uh)
Now, what y'all wanna do?
Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers?
Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
Yeah livin' the raw deal, three course meals spaghetti, fettuccine, and veal
But still, everything's real in the field
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery
Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
On your Hot 9-7 everyday, that's my word
Swimmin' in women wit' they own condominiums
Five plus Fives, who drive Millineums
It's all about the Benjamins, what?
I get a fifty pound bag of Euk for the mutts
Five carats on my hands wit the cuts
In something European chromed out with a clutch, what (I wanna hold figures, fuck being a broke nigga)
Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a broke Viga
I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers
Rocking Girbaud denims with gold zippers
Lost your touch, we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three-quarter reptiles
Enormous cream, forest green Benz jeep
For my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme
We see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you
You should do what we do, stack chips like Hebrews
Don't let the melody intrigue you, 'cause I leave you
I'm only here for that green paper with the eagle
I'm strictly tryin' to cop those colossal-sized Picasso's
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's
Tienda, with cash flowin' like Sosa
And a Latin chick transportin' in the chocha
Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober
Flexin' Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota
Avoidin' narcs with camcorders and Chevy Novas
Stash in the building with this chick named Willona
From Daytona, when I was young I wanted to bone her
But now I only hit chicks who win beauty pageants
Trickin' and takin' me skiin' at the Aspens, uh
Gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal
Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown
Pinkie ringin', gondolas with the man singin'
Italian music down the river with your chick clingin'
To my bizzalls, player, you mad false
Actin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaul's
Come on, come on
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
Now, what y'all wanna do? (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Wanna be ballers, shot-callers (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Brawlers, who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus (uh, uh, what the blood clot?)
Wanna bumble with the Bee, huh?
Bzzz, throw a hex on the whole family
Dressed in all black like The Omen
Have your friends singin', "this is for my homie"
And you know me from makin' niggas so sick
Floss in my Six, with the 'Lex on the wrist
If it's murder, you know she wrote it
German Ruger for yo' ass, bitch, deepthroat it
Know you wanna feel the womb 'cause it's platinum-coated
Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick
All that bullshit you kick, player-hatin' from the sidelines
Get your own shit, why you ridin' mine?
I'm a Goodfella kinda lady
Stash 380's in Mercedes, Puffy, hold me down, baby!
Only female in my crew and I kick shit like a nigga do
Pull the trigger too, fuck you (uh, uh, uh)
I been had skills, Cristal spill
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill', the ice grill
Make it hard to figure me, liquor be kickin' me
In my asshole, undercover, Donnie Brasco
Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West Coast shorty push the chrome 740
Rockin' Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat?
Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at
And I'm livin' that for life, we push weight
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State
Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit
Right hand grip on the whip for the smooth getaway
Player haters, get away or my lead will spray
Squeeze off 'til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Only to Hell I send thee, all about the Benjis, what
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)
The lyrics to Notorious B.I.G. & Nas's "It Ain't Hard" depict a world of ballers, shot-callers, and brawlers all striving to make it big and acquire wealth. The song is an homage to the power of money and the lengths that people will go to attain it. The first verse sees Notorious B.I.G. rapping about trying to get his hands on money like Horace Grant and burying seven zeros in Rio, while he is swimming in women and driving around in a European car. The second verse, rapped by Nas, is similarly focused on his aspirations to become a wealthy and powerful individual, with lyrics hinting at drug dealing and various criminal activities. The third verse, rapped by Lil' Kim, establishes her as the only female member of the crew, who is just as tough and capable as any of the male members, and she boasts about her skills with a gun and the amount of marijuana she has stashed in her bra.
The song is a classic hip-hop anthem about the pursuit of money, and the lyrics showcase the excesses of the lifestyle that comes with wealth. There is an emphasis on European cars, expensive jewelry, and high-end alcohol, as well as a casual attitude towards criminal behavior. Furthermore, the song highlights the intense competition that exists within the world of hip-hop, with artists vying for the top spot and constantly seeking to one-up each other. Overall, "It Ain't Hard" is a powerful statement about the allure of money and the lengths that people will go to attain it.
Line by Line Meaning
Now, what y'all wanna do?
What are your desires and aspirations?
Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers?
Do you want to be successful, influential, and powerful?
Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers
Who drives luxury cars with accessories?
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
Avoiding police and staying under the radar
Tryin' to get my hands on some Grants like Horace
Striving to acquire wealth and financial stability
Yeah living the raw deal, three course meals spaghetti, fettuccine, and veal
Despite facing harsh circumstances, enjoying luxurious meals
But still, everything's real in the field
The challenges and struggles faced are authentic
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
Unattainable desires should be passed on for future generations
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Don't criticize me for attempting to accumulate wealth
Seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery
Attaining seven-figure wealth and enjoying a luxurious lifestyle in Rio de Janeiro
Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
Not a role model, but striving for recognition and influence
On your Hot 9-7 everyday, that's my word
Being played on popular radio stations constantly
Swimmin' in women wit' they own condominiums
Surrounded by independent women who own their own properties
Five plus Fives, who drive Millineums
Attractive women who drive expensive cars
It's all about the Benjamins, what?
The focus is on making money and achieving financial success
I get a fifty pound bag of Euk for the mutts
Acquiring a large quantity of drugs for profit
Five carats on my hands wit the cuts
Wearing expensive diamond jewelry
In something European chromed out with a clutch, what
Driving a European luxury car with customized features
Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a broke Viga
Consuming inexpensive alcohol and driving a cheap vehicle
I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers
Surrounded by individuals who enjoy expensive drinks while attracting materialistic partners
Rocking Girbaud denims with gold zippers
Wearing stylish jeans with golden accents
Lost your touch, we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
While you lost your appeal, we remained successful and continue to celebrate with expensive champagne
Freakin' the three-quarter reptiles
Showing off expensive reptile skin accessories
Enormous cream, forest green Benz jeep
Having substantial wealth and driving a luxurious green Mercedes-Benz SUV
For my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme
Working to secure financial success for my team while others are unaware
We see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you
We can see past deception, so others won't trust your words
You should do what we do, stack chips like Hebrews
Follow our example and accumulate wealth like Jewish people
Don't let the melody intrigue you, 'cause I leave you
Don't be enticed by superficial elements, as I will surpass and defeat you
I'm only here for that green paper with the eagle
My main focus and motivation is acquiring money, specifically US currency
I'm strictly tryin' to cop those colossal-sized Picasso's
I am determined to purchase large-scale artworks by Pablo Picasso
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's
Arranging for someone to sell cocaine near Delgado's establishment
Tienda, with cash flowin' like Sosa
Running a store with significant cash flow comparable to the infamous drug lord, Sosa
And a Latin chick transportin' in the chocha
Having a Latina woman involved in smuggling illegal substances
Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober
Dominating the scene, consuming expensive champagne, and always being intoxicated
Flexin' Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota
Showing off luxurious Range Rover vehicles while trafficking illegal drugs in Minnesota
Avoidin' narcs with camcorders and Chevy Novas
Evading undercover law enforcement officers equipped with video recording devices and driving inconspicuous vehicles
Stash in the building with this chick named Willona
Hiding illegal goods in a specific location with the help of a woman named Willona
From Daytona, when I was young I wanted to bone her
Having desired a sexual encounter with a woman from Daytona since a young age
But now I only hit chicks who win beauty pageants
Engaging in sexual activities solely with women who have won beauty competitions
Trickin' and takin' me skiin' at the Aspens, uh
Being financially generous and enjoying skiing trips at prestigious locations like Aspen
Gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal
Maintaining a mindset associated with being a gangster and frequently opening bottles of expensive champagne
Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown
Carrying a black handgun in a dark brown Acura coupe
Pinkie ringin', gondolas with the man singin'
Wearing a pinkie ring and cruising in gondolas while listening to male vocalists
Italian music down the river with your chick clingin'
Listening to Italian music while sailing along the river with a woman clinging to you
To my bizzalls, player, you mad false
To my friends, you're fake and pretending to be something you're not
Actin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaul's
Putting on a tough persona when you're as cowardly as RuPaul
Wanna bumble with the Bee, huh?
Do you want to have a conflict with me?
Bzzz, throw a hex on the whole family
Causing a curse to affect an entire family
Dressed in all black like The Omen
Wearing all-black clothing like the characters in the horror film 'The Omen'
Have your friends singin', 'this is for my homie'
Causing your associates to sing in memory of you after your demise
And you know me from makin' niggas so sick
Being well-known for causing envy and jealousy in others
Floss in my Six, with the 'Lex on the wrist
Flaunting wealth while driving a luxury BMW 6 Series car and wearing a Rolex watch
If it's murder, you know she wrote it
If there is evidence of a crime, you know I am responsible
German Ruger for yo' ass, bitch, deepthroat it
A German-made firearm is intended to intimidate and threaten you
Know you wanna feel the womb 'cause it's platinum-coated
You desire to be with a wealthy individual due to the allure of their luxurious lifestyle
Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick
Choose your weapon wisely, as I have a gun you should have carried, and also insultingly suggest you perform a vulgar act
All that bullshit you kick, player-hatin' from the sidelines
All the lies and negativity you spread while being envious of others' success
Get your own shit, why you ridin' mine?
Acquire your own belongings instead of trying to take what is mine
I'm a Goodfella kinda lady
I possess qualities similar to those depicted in the film 'Goodfellas'
Stash 380's in Mercedes, Puffy, hold me down, baby!
Concealing firearms in a Mercedes vehicle while being supported by Puff Daddy (Sean Combs)
Only female in my crew and I kick shit like a nigga do
I am the only woman in my group, but I possess the same aggressive behavior as men
Pull the trigger too, fuck you
I am not hesitant to use violence against you, expressing contempt
I been had skills, Cristal spill
I have possessed exceptional abilities for a long time, often celebrating with expensive champagne
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill', the ice grill
Concealing large amounts of money in Brazil, approximately one million dollars, while displaying a cold and intimidating facial expression
Make it hard to figure me, liquor be kickin' me
It's difficult to understand my true nature, as alcohol affects my behavior
In my asshole, undercover, Donnie Brasco
I behave in a deceitful and secretive manner, similar to an undercover law enforcement officer like Donnie Brasco
Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl
I gave my girlfriend from the East Coast a luxury Bentley car to enjoy
My West Coast shorty push the chrome 740
My girlfriend from the West Coast drives a luxurious BMW 740 with chrome accents
Rockin' Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat?
Listening to Redman and Naughty by Nature, while also inquiring about the whereabouts of a woman's genitalia
Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at
Concealing a significant amount of cocaine in a woman's bra, specifically where her breasts are
And I'm livin' that for life, we push weight
This lifestyle is what I will continue to embrace, as we are involved in drug trafficking
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State
Disregarding the notion of being incarcerated and engaging in sexual activities with women associated with Penn State University
Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Pay attention, as it's Francis, comparing oneself to a patient and calculating predator like a Praying Mantis
Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit
Launching an assault with a MAC-10 submachine gun, using the left hand to pull the trigger
Right hand grip on the whip for the smooth getaway
Using the right hand to hold the steering wheel of a car for a successful escape
Player haters, get away or my lead will spray
Individuals who envy and resent me should retreat, or else they will face gunfire
Squeeze off 'til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Firing bullets until the firearm is empty, cautioning others not to provoke or challenge me
Only to Hell I send thee, all about the Benjis, what
The only place you will go is Hell, as my focus is solely on acquiring money and wealth
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Kimberly Jones, Deric Angelettie, Sean Jacobs, Christopher Wallace, David Styles, Jason Phillips, Sean Combs, Terry M. Etlinger, Linda Laurie
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