Respect
The Notorious B.I.G. Lyrics


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No big up our gun men, seen? (Big up, big up)
Cuh dis ah 94' when ah RAA fi kill people and kyaan dun
Nuh waan pussy hole hold di kaanah
Watch this, lawd

Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer friend

Nineteen seventy somethin' nigga I don't sweat the date
My moms is late so I had to plan my escape
Out the skins in this world of fly girls
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut what the fuck
I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
Wild juvenile rippin' mics and shit
New York New York ready for the likes of this uh
Then came the worst date May 21st
2:19, that's when my momma water burst
No spouse in the house so she rode for self
To the hospital, to see if she could get a little help
Umbilical cord's wrapped around my neck
I'm seein' my death and I ain't even took my first step
I made it out, I'm bringin' mad joy
The doctor looked and said, "He's gonna be a Bad Boy"

Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer friend

Now I'm thirteen, smokin' blunts, makin' cream
On the drug scene, fuck a football team
Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
Hearin' the coach scream ain't my lifetime dream, I mean
I want to blow up, stack my dough up
So school I didn't show up, it fucked my flow up
Mom said that I should grow up and check myself
Before I wreck myself, disrespect myself
Put the drugs on the shelf? Nah, couldn't see it
Scarface, King of New York, I want to be it
Rap was secondary, money was necessary
Until I got incarcerated, kinda scary
C74-Mark 8 set me straight
Not able to move behind the great steel gate
Time to contemplate, damn, where did I fail?
All the money I stacked was all the money for bail

Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer friend

Watch mi respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer friend

Ninety-four, now I explore new horizons
Mama smile when she see me, that's surprisin'
Honey's is tantalizin', they freak all night
Peep duckin' cops on the creep all night
As I open my eyes and realizin' I changed
Not the same deranged child stuck up in the game
And to my niggas livin' street life
Learn to treat life to the best, put stress to rest
Still tote your vest man, niggas be trippin'
In the streets without a gat? Nah, nigga you're slippin'
If I'm trippin' on The F with weed on my breath
Original hustler with the muffler on the TEC
Respect to the Mack's and the Ac's
To the freaks in the Jeeps, lick shots to my peeps

Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer friend

Watch mi respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer friend

Now this is Diana King doing a Yankee thing
In a Biggie Small's thing, do it, Jah
Have mercy
The gunman inna di party
And everybody feel irie
And everybody just follow me, follow me, follow me
Have mercy
The wul ah we in ah di party
And everybody look irie
Now di man them sexy, sexy, sexy
Do it!

No mercy fuh nuh big up unnu self
Cuh we nuh watch nuhtin to say or see
Hardcore ting we ah deal with
Oh yes, we are the best
No other guy cyaan

Say it mami, damn, why you actin' like that man?
'Cause I don't be doin' this
I'm sayin', you know it ain't nothin'
It's just part of sex, ya know'm saying
But you know I don't do this, I don't even know how to do this
I'm just sayin' mami, jus-just a little peck mami, for daddy
Just a little peck
Like that?
That's what I'm sayin', yeah




You know I don't be doin' this though tho', you know that
Whatever bitch, damnit

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of The Notorious B.I.G.'s song Respect are a mix of memories from different periods of his life. It starts with Biggie warning his friends not to glorify murderers, as it was a sensitive time in 1994 in which people were being killed. Then, the lyrics go back to his teenage years when he struggled and experienced a hard life. He talks about his mom being late to his birth, and he had to cut his umbilical cord because there was no one else around to help. Biggie reminisces on his time in the drug trade, trying to make enough money to live comfortably. The song also talks about maturing as a person and becoming wiser than when he was younger. Lastly, the song ends with a phone conversation with a girl, and Biggie tries to convince her to kiss him.


The lyrics from Respect reflect the notorious rapper's nostalgic approaches as he spoke about the past and his struggles that shaped who he has become. It is also worth noting that the song addresses the issue with the gun violence that was prevalent in the 90s, and it speaks out against people who glorify killers. Notorious B.I.G's flow and lyricism in the song point to his domination of the hip-hop genre.


Line by Line Meaning

No big up our gun men, seen? (Big up, big up)
Let's not give props to our gunmen, understand?


Cuh dis ah 94' when ah RAA fi kill people and kyaan dun
This is 1994, when there was an order to kill and not stop.


Nuh waan pussy hole hold di kaanah
I don't want a coward to hold the weapon.


Watch this, lawd
Listen carefully, dear god.


Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
I give respect to all the gunmen.


Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
Only gunmen keep each other as friends.


Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Curse all the informants.


Informer lone keep informer friend
Only informants keep each other as friends.


Nineteen seventy somethin' nigga I don't sweat the date
I don't care about the precise date of the past.


My moms is late so I had to plan my escape
My mother was late, so I had to find a way to escape my current situation.


Out the skins in this world of fly girls
I am pursuing women in this world of attractive and desirable women.


Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
I drank Tanqueray and Hennessy until it made me sick.


Ten months in this gut what the fuck
Being in my mother's womb for ten months was crazy.


I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
I wanted my mother to give birth faster so I could be more aggressive.


Wild juvenile rippin' mics and shit
I was a rebellious teenager who loved rapping.


New York New York ready for the likes of this uh
New York City is ready for my unique style of rapping.


Then came the worst date May 21st
Then came the worst day of my life on May 21st.


2:19, that's when my momma water burst
My mother's water broke at 2:19, which was the beginning of my difficult birth.


No spouse in the house so she rode for self
My mother had to go to the hospital by herself.


To the hospital, to see if she could get a little help
She went to the hospital to seek medical assistance.


Umbilical cord's wrapped around my neck
The umbilical cord was wrapped around my neck at birth.


I'm seein' my death and I ain't even took my first step
I was close to death before I even took my first steps in life.


I made it out, I'm bringin' mad joy
I survived and am now bringing joy.


The doctor looked and said, "He's gonna be a Bad Boy"
The doctor looked at me and predicted that I will be a troublemaker.


Now I'm thirteen, smokin' blunts, makin' cream
Now I'm thirteen, smoking marijuana, and making money.


On the drug scene, fuck a football team
I was more interested in the drug scene than playing football.


Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
By the time I turned sixteen, I was already taking dangerous risks.


Hearin' the coach scream ain't my lifetime dream, I mean
Hearing the coach yell at me is not my career aspiration.


I want to blow up, stack my dough up
I want to make a lot of money and become famous.


So school I didn't show up, it fucked my flow up
Skipping school messed up my rhythm and routine.


Mom said that I should grow up and check myself
My mother told me to mature and be responsible.


Before I wreck myself, disrespect myself
Before I make bad decisions or embarrass myself.


Put the drugs on the shelf? Nah, couldn't see it
I couldn't picture my life without drugs, so I continued using them.


Scarface, King of New York, I want to be it
I want to be like the fictional character Scarface and become the King of New York.


Rap was secondary, money was necessary
Rapping was not my primary focus; making money was necessary.


Until I got incarcerated, kinda scary
I was terrified when I got arrested and thrown in jail.


C74-Mark 8 set me straight
Being incarcerated in the C74-Mark 8 correctional facility corrected my path.


Not able to move behind the great steel gate
I was confined behind bars and couldn't move or leave the prison.


Time to contemplate, damn, where did I fail?
I used my time in prison to reflect on my life and my mistakes.


All the money I stacked was all the money for bail
All the money I saved was used to pay for bail.


Ninety-four, now I explore new horizons
In 1994, I am expanding my horizons and trying new things.


Mama smile when she see me, that's surprisin'
My mom was happy to see my positive changes.


Honey's is tantalizin', they freak all night
Women are seductive and enjoyable to be with.


Peep duckin' cops on the creep all night
Cautiously avoiding the police while staying out all night.


As I open my eyes and realizin' I changed
When I wake up, I realize how much I have changed.


Not the same deranged child stuck up in the game
I'm not that same crazy kid caught up in the drug game.


And to my niggas livin' street life
To my friends who still live a dangerous lifestyle.


Learn to treat life to the best, put stress to rest
Learn to live your life to the fullest and reduce stress.


Still tote your vest man, niggas be trippin'
Still carry your weapon for protection because others might act crazy.


In the streets without a gat? Nah, nigga you're slippin'
If you're out in the streets without a gun, you're in danger of being caught off guard.


If I'm trippin' on The F with weed on my breath
If I'm high on marijuana while riding the F train.


Original hustler with the muffler on the TEC
An experienced hustler with a silencer on his weapon.


Respect to the Mack's and the Ac's
I give respect to the pimps and drug dealers.


To the freaks in the Jeeps, lick shots to my peeps
Shout out to my friends and the women riding in Jeeps who are shooting guns.


Now this is Diana King doing a Yankee thing
Now Diana King is rapping like an American.


In a Biggie Small's thing, do it, Jah
Now Diana King is rapping in the style of Biggie Smalls, so go ahead and do it, Jah.


The gunman inna di party
There is a shooter at the party.


And everybody feel irie
Despite the danger, everyone feels happy and relaxed.


And everybody just follow me, follow me, follow me
Everyone is following Diana King's lead in partying.


The wul ah we in ah di party
All of us are in the party.


And everybody look irie
Everyone looks happy and chill.


Now di man them sexy, sexy, sexy
Now the men at the party are looking really attractive.


Do it!
Keep on partying!


No mercy fuh nuh big up unnu self
No mercy for those who praise themselves.


Cuh we nuh watch nuhtin to say or see
We don't pay attention to others' opinions.


Hardcore ting we ah deal with
We only deal with hardcore things.


Oh yes, we are the best
We are the best at what we do.


No other guy cyaan
No one else can match us.


Say it mami, damn, why you actin' like that man?
Come on, girl, why are you acting that way?


'Cause I don't be doin' this
I'm acting this way because I'm not used to this situation.


I'm sayin', you know it ain't nothin'
I'm telling you, it's not a big deal.


It's just part of sex, ya know'm saying
It's just a normal part of sexual activity, you know what I mean?


But you know I don't do this, I don't even know how to do this
But you know I don't normally do this, I don't even know how to do it properly.


I'm just sayin' mami, jus-just a little peck mami, for daddy
I'm just saying, girl, give me a little kiss, for your man.


Just a little peck
Just a small kiss.


Like that?
Is that okay?


That's what I'm sayin', yeah
That's what I mean, yes.


You know I don't be doin' this though tho', you know that
But you know I don't normally do this kind of thing, right?


Whatever bitch, damnit
Whatever, damnit.




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@BrileyGabriel

Dude possessed, quite simply, the sickest flow in the history of the game....period!

@zanamasoud4160

@Sarel klienjie Vantonder its just opinions, different styles different opinions

@CapraDemon101

Not one like him. And that beat ooooof

@ERICGRIMEY1

2nd to nas bruh...

@ERICGRIMEY1

@Sarel klienjie Vantonder nas

@hanssl1838

@@zanamasoud4160 true.. I hate the debate.. Biggie is the best ever to me.. But my friends like 2 pac.. Thats ok.. Respect.. (But my friends are fucked and dont know anything)

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@johnmccrossin8261

You can comfortably say that you don't have to skip any tracks on this album! 🤤

@milkmedia1657

For real

@ionknomanee347

Just the awkward ass porn audio in the middle

@milkmedia1657

@@ionknomanee347 yes

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