! {*whispering again*} Yo, all I need is one mic.. All I need is one mic.. that's all I need All I need is one mic.. all I need niggaz All I need is
Chillin God [Dre] Niggaz is up in here hittin some of this CHRONIC nigga [Nas] Yeah and this chocolate over here They mixed this shit up [Dre] Nigga
Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies Yo my people from Medina they will see you when you re-up on your heater all your cream go betweeen
now peep how it's mixed in The beef is now sickenin, everybody got paper Words of power, because of it the cops hate ya The government watchin all of
know your name It's all the same Nothing Lasts Forever, babe You take it off, I throw it all away I gave it to you first Nothing Lasts Forever, babe (Cash, cars
your name It's all the same Nothing lasts forever babe You take it off I throw it all away I gave it to you first Nothing lasts forever babe (Cash, cars
1] You can get pooped it's a possibility up in my vicinity Popping off with that hostile energy In a hospital where the doctor at em When adrenalines mixed
cat that kick back, bring all the stars out Same cat you know bring all the cars out (yep yep) All our street cats buy all the bars out (yep yep) Don't know whatch'all
my set time, and I'm a go rep mine Bars on fed time, cars on red line I be in the poems hoping the psychic that read minds Was all the way right, no
Until my death so I celebrate success Best of the best wouldn't test these waters with a yacht Sendin' sixteen shots across your parking lot All up on
m onto you So can I shake my ass? Meanwhile I shakin' make 'em sing, sing With the bang, with the bomb, with the bomb Yeah, a bomb in the club Fresh off of the crash Freshen up
, bring all the stars out Same cat, you know bring all the cars out All our street cats buy all the bars out Don't know whatcha all 'bout but I'm livin' it up
thing that matters, oh So we do it how we do it All up in your face, man, I hate to put you through it I be up all night, whole crew's in here 'Cause
t you play that song for me, And my hom-- and my homies all singin' to it, 3oh...3oh!3, I ain't callin' for a close-up, No clubs, no cars, bitches with
I reek of money (Bitch) Fast life, born to die, who gives a fuck We done seen it all by 25, and lived it up From the rawest to the raw, to the slug
the time is now Yo, all I need is one mic All I need is one mic, that's all I need All I need is one mic, all I need ***** All I need is one mic, yeah
weeks and I know Y'all got some shit, clack back me gun Hollow point mixed with dum-dum kickin' Ladies and babies scream onto the floor Shut up and
, dat dey play Dats my song, turn it up I'm in da club hot, crunk, sweatin', burnin' up, I'm hot I'm 'bout to do the crowd Buckin' and hollerin' what's up
