It's the Roc  Woo
My gear is right
(Check)
My bucket is low
(Check)
My Rocawear is fittin' incredible
Fuck it
I guess I got my swagger back
Mama that said I killed her man
Well I guess I got the dagger back
It's the Roc bastards we are back
In the heezy
Jiggaman  B Sieg to M-Easy
Oskino and Sparks and Freeweezy
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 to hold a jimmy like
Meth and Mary  like  Marvin and Tammi  uhh
Now understands we can't be stopped
From blowin' Swisher Sweets outta candy drops
Like we underground kings  ridin' dirty
A nigga been focused since I said hi to 30
Young niggas ya'll 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 the rim tires
Yes I ah  Jay I ah
Double G A livewire nigga holla back
All I need

Rocawear
(Check)
Nike Airs
(Check)
Mean bucket
(Uh huh)
Armadale in the club couple o' duckets
(Yeah)
Couple chicks by my side  let's ride
All I need
That new coupe
A doo-rag and a pocket full o' loot
A sunny day some chicks that wanna play
And I'll be on my way
C'mon now
All I need in this world o' sin
Is me and my girlfriend

I got a little two-two I call 'er Peggy Sue
When I'm off in the club she fit right in my shoe
Gotta switch her to my waist  just in case
A clown wan' flip gotta reach for my bitch
You wanna act out a movie I could give you a clip
But no adlibbin' nigga stick to the script
Now all I need is a high priced lawyer
'Cuz it's foul ways nowadays everybody saw you
And they comin' to court too  I thought you knew
Can't even steal on a nigga muhfuckas'll sue
In this time and age  'cuz real muhfuckas'll do
When I'm surrounded by squeal muthafuckas like you
But real niggas don't fret 'cuz 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 o' duckets
(Yeah)
Couple chicks by my side  let's ride
All I need

That new coupe
(Got that)
A doo-rag and a pocket full o' 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
Ya'll niggas in the crosshair  the beams is on
Ya'll whole block deserted  ya'll fiends are gone
The whole Roc is jumpin'  we reached our zenith
Got fiends throwin' up on them self like Willy Beaman
Any given Sunday gunplay's optional
However niggas want it like Soul to Soul
Whoever got hops get blocked go to the hole

Dikembe Mutumbo of this rap shit
Plus the jab is sick and it's that quick
Left hand'll lean 'em like a little past six
Now run along wit'cha little ass hits
Read my rap sheet nigga  three classics
Shut ya bumba' 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 the fleece got free and pee-pee on the steps

We've got no respect
No law or governin' why you fuckin' wit' him
Matta'fact  why you fuckin' wit' them
All ya'll need is the R O C baby
All I need
Rocawear
(Check)
Nike Airs
(Right)
Mean bucket
(Check)
Armadale in the club couple o' duckets
(Uh huh)
Couple chicks by my side  let's ride
All I need
That new coupe
A doo-rag and a pocket full o' loot
A sunny day some chicks that wanna play
And I'll be on my way
Listen
All I need

Rocafella Records

Freeway

Oskino and Sparks

Chris and Neef
All I need
Mickey and Mallory

Broad Street Bully

M-extra Money  ha

Young

H to the Izzo

Clue

Rell

Uh huh yeah  yeah

All I need