Текст песни Master P - Anything Goes
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Oh yeahthis dope shit done got a lot of my niggastaken out the gameAnd to my brother Kevin Miller, rest in peace foolVerse 1Growing up in the Calliope, New Orleans to be exact gI had to pack a gat I thought somebody was out to kill meI`m paranoid I toss and turn in my sleep gMy best friend done turned into my motherfucking enemy19 years old gold fronts and a mean mugI hooked up with my little cousin Jimmy learned to slang drugsA lot of shit done changed in my fucking neighborhoodThis fast cash got the P living no goodI`m deep up in this shit and ain`t no turning backMe and my cousin ?? say I got him for a fucking sackI told him check his bitch, but he didn`t here me thoughHe didn`t believe that his bitch was out smoking dopeNow I gotta stand on my own 2I came in this world by myselfthat`s the way I`m gone die foolOne year later and my cousin doing life on a caseI moved to Richmond California just to fucking get awayBumped into my partner King from New OrleansHe couldn`t find a job and I`m back to slanging amphetaminesAnd everything was cool for a fucking while gTil I went to this club and this fool tried meWe in the back with some bitches counting hundredsTil these suckers walked up and said jack these niggas from the countryWe didn`t have no gats, I had to make a g moveConnects and head butting, that`s how I did this foolKing G hit this boy with a upper cut30 days in the county, but we didn`t give a fuck(Chorus)Anything goesLife`s a trip, but that`s how the game goesHood riding, homicide 4 deep with them gats cockedReady to put some fools on they back 1, 2, 3 a nigga slanging keys but why you have to mess with P Hood riding, homicide 4 deep with them gats cockedReady to put some fools on they biggety backVerse 2Released from the county on a POThe only way to get back on my feet is slang that diggety dopeHooked up with my partner, my cutty macTwo days later I`m back rolling motherfucking blackLexus coup with a droptop BenzAnd in the glove compartment you`ll find about 33,000 endsI ain`t tripping cause the game get deep thoughGot a phone call, couldn`t sleep broThey say my little brother died back in New OrleansPop pop boom and it killed him, here him screamBut I ain`t tripping cause mama still here a cryIn Richmond one day the P is gonna dieAnd if I do I guess I`m going out like a g thoughLike the movie on the motherfucking UntouchablesSo when I go out, I know I`m fucking living wrongThey betta take me out like fucking Al Capone