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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scarface
Scarface
Vocals
Rich Andruws
Rich Andruws
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scarface
Scarface
Composer
Joseph Johnson
Joseph Johnson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
N.O. Joe
N.O. Joe
Producer
Nottz
Nottz
Producer

Lyrics

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'
Writer(s): Brad Jordan, Joseph Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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