paroles de chanson Anything goes - Master P
Oh
yeah
This
dope
shit
done
got
a
lot
of
my
niggas
Taken
out
the
game
And
to
my
brother
Kevin
Miller,
rest
in
peace
fool
Verse
1
Growing
up
in
the
Calliope,
New
Orleans
to
be
exact
g
I
had
to
pack
a
gat
I
thought
somebody
was
out
to
kill
me
I'm
paranoid
I
toss
and
turn
in
my
sleep
g
My
best
friend
done
turned
into
my
motherfucking
enemy
19
years
old
gold
fronts
and
a
mean
mug
I
hooked
up
with
my
little
cousin
Jimmy
Learned
to
slang
drugs
A
lot
of
shit
done
changed
in
my
fucking
neighborhood
This
fast
cash
got
the
P
living
no
good
I'm
deep
up
in
this
shit
and
ain't
no
turning
back
Me
and
my
cousin?
say
I
got
him
for
a
fucking
sack
I
told
him
check
his
bitch,
but
he
didn't
here
me
though
He
didn't
believe
that
his
bitch
was
out
smoking
dope
Now
I
gotta
stand
on
my
own
2
I
came
in
this
world
by
myself
That's
the
way
I'm
gone
die
fool
One
year
later
and
my
cousin
doing
life
on
a
case
I
moved
to
Richmond
California
just
to
fucking
get
away
Bumped
into
my
partner
King
from
New
Orleans
He
couldn't
find
a
job
and
I'm
back
to
slanging
amphetamines
And
everything
was
cool
for
a
fucking
while
g
Til
I
went
to
this
club
and
this
fool
tried
me
We
in
the
back
with
some
bitches
counting
hundreds
Til
these
suckers
walked
up
and
said
jack
These
niggas
from
the
country
We
didn't
have
no
gats,
I
had
to
make
a
g
move
Connects
and
head
butting,
that's
how
I
did
this
fool
King
G
hit
this
boy
with
a
upper
cut
30
days
in
the
county,
but
we
didn't
give
a
fuck
(Chorus)
Anything
goes
Life's
a
trip,
but
that's
how
the
game
goes
Hood
riding,
homicide
4 deep
with
them
gats
cocked
Ready
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
cocked
Ready
to
put
some
fools
on
they
biggety
back
Verse
2
Released
from
the
county
on
a
PO
The
only
way
to
get
back
on
my
feet
is
slang
that
diggety
dope
Hooked
up
with
my
partner,
my
cutty
mac
Two
days
later
I'm
back
rolling
motherfucking
black
Lexus
coup
with
a
droptop
Benz
And
in
the
glove
compartment
you'll
find
about
33,
000
ends
I
ain't
tripping
cause
the
game
get
deep
though
Got
a
phone
call,
couldn't
sleep
bro
They
say
my
little
brother
died
back
in
New
Orleans
Pop
pop
boom
and
it
killed
him,
here
him
scream
But
I
ain't
tripping
cause
mama
still
here
a
cry
In
Richmond
one
day
the
P
is
gonna
die
And
if
I
do
I
guess
I'm
going
out
like
a
g
though
Like
the
movie
on
the
motherfucking
Untouchables
So
when
I
go
out,
I
know
I'm
fucking
living
wrong
They
betta
take
me
out
like
fucking
Al
Capone
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1 Represent
2 We Like Them Girlz
3 Act A Fool
4 We All We Got
5 Who Want Some
6 Let Em Go
7 Who Them Boyz
8 Why They Wanna Wish Death
9 You Don't Know Me
10 Anything goes
11 Com.2
12 It's a Drought
13 Them Jeans
14 Ghetto Honey
15 That Ain't Nothing
16 Ghetto Model
17 Com.3
18 Tell 'em
19 Ride 4 You
20 20 On Cars 26 On Trucks
21 Com.4
22 If
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