Master P - Anything Goes Lyrics
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 meIm paranoid I toss and turn in my sleep gMy best friend done turned into my mother*****ing enemy19 years old gold fronts and a mean mugI hooked up with my little cousin jimmyLearned to slang drugsA lot of shit done changed in my *****ing neighborhoodThis fast cash got the p living no goodIm deep up in this shit and aint no turning backMe and my cousin ? ? say I got him for a *****ing sackI told him check his *****, but he didnt here me thoughHe didnt believe that his ***** was out smoking dopeNow I gotta stand on my own 2I came in this world by myselfThats the way Im gone die foolOne year later and my cousin doing life on a caseI moved to richmond california just to *****ing get awayBumped into my partner king from new orleansHe couldnt find a job and Im back to slanging amphetaminesAnd everything was cool for a *****ing while gTil I went to this club and this fool tried meWe in the back with some *****es counting hundredsTil these suckers walked up and said jackThese niggas from the countryWe didnt have no gats, I had to make a g moveConnects and head butting, thats how I did this foolKing g hit this boy with a upper cut30 days in the county, but we didnt give a *****(chorus)Anything goesLifes a trip, but thats how the game goesHood riding, homicide 4 deep with them gats *****edReady to put some fools on they back1, 2, 3 a nigga slanging keysBut why you have to mess with pHood riding, homicide 4 deep with them gats *****edReady 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 Im back rolling mother*****ing blackLexus coup with a droptop benzAnd in the glove compartment youll find about 33,000 endsI aint tripping cause the game get deep thoughGot a phone call, couldnt sleep broThey say my little brother died back in new orleansPop pop boom and it killed him, here him screamBut I aint tripping cause mama still here a cryIn richmond one day the p is gonna dieAnd if I do I guess Im going out like a g thoughLike the movie on the mother*****ing untouchablesSo when I go out, I know Im *****ing living wrongThey betta take me out like *****ing al capone
