All's I Need Songtext
von PMD

Yeah

Beezy
From the D.O. to Long Island
Back to Dayton
The Hit Squad came to get this shit crackin′ lately
Good to see you, good to see you
What up, P?
Don Fu
275

Hit Squad
Who want it?
Let's do it

We like welfare niggas, we gettin′ cheddar in bulks
And be on green whether it's trees or Incredible Hulk
And push weight like Orlando Pace
We both gutter with toast under our butters, call us Lando Lakes
And it's gon′ be a sense of urgency soon

′Cause when we drop, they gon' rush you
To the stores like the emergency room


See, y′all must not believe we spray
We bust shots that leave more holes in you than the PGA

And got carloads to bring long money
Before barcodes
Have more pounds of all white than King Kong Bundy
And keep a hood rat a finicky model
Just like niggas keep a burner and a good sack and Hennessy bottle
And y'all witnessin′ a legacy startin'

We steadily sparkin′
We 'bout to be the first celebrity arsonists
Spittin' raps that′ll slaughter your blocks
It ain′t safe, two Beezys makin' hits like Atwater and Lott, nigga

All I need is a big bag of weed and
A little Hennessy just to get me high
Couple bitches in the Jeep, tooth pick in my teeth
That′s the way it gotta be just to get me by
All I need is a big bag of weed and
A little Hennessy just to get me high
Couple bitches in the Jeep, tooth pick in my teeth
That's the way it gotta be just to get me by


Yo, if you can′t handle the dro then homie, you should just say no
'Cause only you know if the dro be staggerin′ your flow
And in the hood, it's some other P's lettin′ you know
I keep the finest things, never pressed for dough

Not me, not P

My repertoire cocked V′s
So could you stop please?

All I do is write bars and blaze trees

Who's nicer than P?
If you open your eyes, you can see that I came with the team
So where′s the party at? Over here? Over there
Or right there? You shouldn't drink if you can′t handle your beer
Trippin' down the stairs talkin′ 'bout I don't care
You OD′d, no brakes at high speed
Crashed your V, now ask the Lord what happened to me
You was in the height, now you back to ridin′ the bike
Went from a clutch to a ten speed
When just a week ago you was flashin' green talkin′ 'bout all I need

All I need is a big bag of weed and
A little Hennessy just to get me high
Couple bitches in the Jeep, tooth pick in my teeth
That′s the way it gotta be just to get me by
All I need is a big bag of weed and
A little Hennessy just to get me high
Couple bitches in the Jeep, tooth pick in my teeth
That's the way it gotta be just to get me by

Yo, my first day out of the cage
I hollered at my man Popcorn, told him bring a lot of the haze
Told him to have some chicks that′s down for the train
After that, we hit the town to cruise around in the Range
And the Don never blow dirt
Only Sour Diesel or the haze, but if not then the dro works
I stay gettin' high, no time for the homework
Just hit the strip, get these chips and get more work

So I can get more sticky
Holler at my man Fuzzy and tell him I need more fifties
And the party ain't a party if there′s no Henny
And yeah, nigga, I′m the one but I'm no penny

But I stay with some L′s in the stash
P.O. stressin' ′cause I came to see her smellin' like grass
But I drink ′til I'm drunk, smoke 'til I′m stuck
Now all I need is two chicks rollin′ in the truck

All I need is a big bag of weed and
A little Hennessy just to get me high
Couple bitches in the Jeep, tooth pick in my teeth
That's the way it gotta be just to get me by
All I need is a big bag of weed and
A little Hennessy just to get me high
Couple bitches in the Jeep, tooth pick in my teeth
That′s the way it gotta be just to get me by