All I Need

It's the Roc, woo

Nike Airs is right (Check)

My bucket is low (Check)

My Rocawear is fittin' incredible (Fuck it)

I guess I got my swagger back

Mama, they said I killed a man

Well, I guess I got the dagger back

It's the Roc, bastards, we are back

In the heezy

Jigga Man, B

Sige to M-Easy (What up, fam?)

Oschino and Sparks and Freeweezy (Holla)

Mickey, Mallory, Chris, and Neef, hey

All I need is the love of my crew

The whole industry can hate me, I thugged my way through

And all I need is a chick that hold a jammy

Like Meth and Mary, like Marvin and Tammi, uh

Now understands we can't be stopped

From blowin' Swisher Sweets outta candy drops

Like we underground kings, ridin' dirty

A ** been focused since I said hi to thirty (What up?)

Young **s, y'all can't hurt me

Better watch and observe me

And learn how to earn better, I burn cheddar

I set fire to your empire

I blow smoke in your face, burn rubber off of rim tires

Yes I-ah, Jay I-ah

Double G-A, live wire, **, holla back

All I need

Rocawear (Check)

Nike Airs (Check)

Mean bucket (Uh-huh)

Armadale in the club, couple of duckets (Yeah)

Couple chicks by my side, let's ride

All I need

That new coupe (Got that)

A durag and a pocket full of loot (Got those)

A sunny day, some chicks that wanna play

And I'll be on my way, come on (Now)

All I need in this world of sin

Is me and my girlfriend, haha

I got a little two-two, I call her Peggy Sue

When I'm off in the club, she fit right in my shoe (Woo)

Gotta switch her to my waist just in case (Uh-huh)

A clown wan' flip, gotta reach for my **

Y'all wanna act out a movie, I could give you a clip (Buah)

But no adlibbin', **, stick to the script

Now all I need is a high-priced lawyer

'Cause it's foul ways nowadays, everybody saw you

And they comin' to court too, I thought you knew

Can't even steal on a **, ** will sue

In this time and age, what's real ** to do?

When I'm surrounded by squeal ** like you?

But real **s don't fret, 'cause the number one crew

R to the O to the C comin' true

All I need

Rocawear (Check)

Nike Airs (Check)

Mean bucket (Uh-huh)

Armadale in the club, couple of duckets (Yeah)

Couple chicks by my side, let's ride

All I need

That new coupe (Got that)

A durag and a pocket full of loot (Got those)

A sunny day, some chicks that wanna play

And I'll be on my way, listen

The cream too long, my team too strong

Bleek is too hot, Beans is gone

Y'all **s in the crosshair, the beams is on (See y'all)

Your whole block deserted, y'all fiends are gone (Bye-bye)

The whole Roc is jumpin', we reached our zenith

Got fiends throwin' up on themself like Willie Beamen (Haha)

Any given Sunday, gunplay's optional

However **s want it like Soul II Soul (However do you want it?)

Whoever got hops get blocked, go to the hole

Dikembe Mutumbo of this rap **

Plus the jab is sick, and it's Zab quick

Left hand'll lean 'em like a little past six

Now run along with your little-ass hits

Read my rap sheet, **, three classics

Shut your bumba', I got A-Rod numbers

All you muddaskunks get buried in the trunk

When I blast the pump, I leave you relaxed

In the hospital, lookin' at mash for months

Then I dumps dough on the D.A. desk

And I flee scot-free and pee-pee on the steps

We's got no respect

No law or governin', why you **in' with him?

Matter fact, why you **in' with them?

All y'all need is the R-O-C, baby

All I need

Rocawear (Check)

Nike Airs (Right)

Mean bucket (Check)

Armadale in the club, couple of duckets (Uh)

Couple chicks by my side, let's ride

All I need

That new coupe (Got that)

A durag and a pocket full of loot (Got those)

A sunny day, some chicks that wanna play

And I'll be on my way, listen

All I need

Roc-A-Fella Records (Yeah)

Freeway (Yeah)

Oschino and Sparks

Chris and Neef

All I need

Mickey and Mallory

Broad Street Bully

M-Extra Money, hah

Young

H to the izzo (All I need)

Clue

Rell

Uh-huh, yeah, yeah

All I need