Anything Goes Lyrics - Good Side Bad Side - 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 

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(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 

Photos 

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