Lyrics Anything - Scarface
Anything(Scarface)
For
a
dolla'
bill
people
will
do
anything,
they'd
rob
and
steal
for
a
dolla'
bill,
any
will
Let's
go
sit
back
and
let
the
beat
ride
a
lil'
bit
Let
a
m.f
hear
what
is
supposed
to
sound
like
ya'
dig
(1st)
Yeah
I'm
from
around
the
way,
I
slung
about
a
oz
a
day
I'm
living
proof
you
ain't
got
no
excuse
If
it
was
there,
it
ain't
got
sh.
to
lose
Dem'
older
cats
would
chunk
a
nigga
fronts
Would
rock
it
up
and
smoke
that
ish
in
blunts
For
tennis
shoes,
we
was
getting'
fools
We
caught
you
slippin',
we
would
get
at
you
With
no
respect,
fu.
a
nigga
set
We
shot
it
up
and
murk
his
connects
What
yours
is
mine
for
a
dolla
sign
I
blame
the
grind,
I
was
outt'a
line
I'm
reminiscing
on
what
niggas
did
For
big
rewards,
you
took
a
bigger
risk
They
say
what
comes
around
and
go
around
And
when
you
least
expect
the
ish
be
goin'
down
()
Gotta'
get
it
how
I
live,
that's
how
the
streets
raised
me
And
for
that
paper
most
niggas
do,
anything,
anything
A
silent
dude,
so
that's
how
a
move
I'm
a
street
made
nig
Not
tryin'
to
lose,
so
I
gotta
do
anything,
anything
(2nd)
They
called
it
murder
in
the
first
degree
And
it
was
then
that
it
occurred
to
me
This
was
some
inside
ish!
That
was
your
friend
got
hit
huh?
They
knew
all
about
the
stash
spot
Knew
where
the
money
was
and
cashed
out
You
got
the
nerve
to
act
like
you
'ont
know
When
all
the
while
you
steady
getting
mo'
Just
remember
dude
we
watchin'
you
I
spared
your
life
they
day
they
shot
at
you
Cause
if
I
didn't,
they
was
coming
back
to
finish
off
yo
a.,
you
a
walkin'
dead
and
it's
a
fact
You
slimey
niggas
play
the
game
wrong
Get
popped,
can't
do
they
time
so
they
sang
songs
I
turned
the
game
on
Watch
the
Nicks
play
I
sent
them
shocktas
at
you're
a.
cuz
u
a
b...
made
nigga
()
Gotta
get
it
how
I
live,
that's
how
the
streets
raised
me
And
for
that
paper
most
niggas
do,
anything,
anything
A
silent
dude,
so
that's
how
a
move
I'm
a
street
made
nig
Not
tryin'
to
lose,
so
I
gotta
do
anything,
anything
(3rd)
Real
nigga
in
your
presence
Money
couldn't
me
past
or
the
present
Homey
I'm
the
essence
Tote
a
smith
and
w...
Eyes
hella
tiny
in
the
hood
is
where
you
find
me
Out
here
with
the
grimey
b...
wanna
come
up
Niggaa
slangin'Snow
packs,
nose
running
from
'em
Let
you
get
your
mind
right,
homey
on
that
weed
though,
baby
on
them
molly
whops
blinded
by
the
weed
smoke
We
come
from
them
streets
ho,
I
stay
on
that
ignant'
ish
Aint
nothing
'bout
week
ho,
always
game
to
stomp
a
bi...,
and
stomp
a
bi.,
and
stomp
a
bi.,,
got
super
boxin'
game
so
I
prefer
to
punch
a
bi...
mission
accomplished
.
Put
me
up
against
whatever
I
am
bustin
it
A
nucca's
born
hustlin'
and
tustlin
and
struggling
and
musclin'
just
makin
you
aware
who
you
f...
wit'
1 Intro
2 Rooted (feat. Papa Reu)
3 The Hot Seat
4 Dope Man Pushin' (feat. Papa Reu)
5 Fuck You Too (feat. Z-Ro)
6 Steer (feat. Rush Davis)
7 Anything
8 Do What I Do (feat. Nas, Rick Ross & Z-Ro)
9 God (feat. John Legend)
10 Keep It Movin' (feat. Avant)
11 You (feat. CeeLo Green)
12 All Bad
13 Voices
14 No Problem
15 Outro
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