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Текст (слова) песни: Tru - Anything Goes

Chorus 2X

Eenie, meenie, minnie, moe
You don`t know the game `till you fuck
That`s how it goes

[Master P]
Young nigga tryin` to get rich
Posted up with this shit
On the grind tryin` to slang that muthafuckin` shit
Servin` the fiends the ice cream
You mean that crack

[King George]
Bullets can`t man tag, one time for the gat
Can he make it, will he fake it
Fiends call him Betty Crocker

[Master P]
Cause he got the bacon

[Big Ed]
You get a loc like that blueberry dope, that yaho
Choppin` it up like fat, gettin` hit on that pager
Cause it`s all about the skrilla, nigga
Pockets gettin` bigga
Pockets gettin` swolled, but gettin` dubbed by a gold digger

[Silkk]
Now some choose to pimp hoes, and some hoes pimp them
Whatever it may be, everybody against them

Chorus 2X

[Master P]
Niggas hittin` the bass, straight playa
But you gotta watch your back for them fuckin` hatas
If I were a football player, i`d probably be Lawrence Taylor
Blockin` these hatas off, be mad
Cause they know Master P`s got it goin` man
That`s why I fuck your bitch, but she ain`t shit
And everybody in the hood know the hoe suck dick
But you cause you lame
But like Ice Cube said, "Let`s cut out the little man"
You need an ounce of this real game
It ain`t a thang to these TRU niggas, cause we let our nuts hang
I got love for you, fool you got love for me
But there`s always some sucker talkin` `bout wrong P
You need to jump off that glass dick
You look like a dope fiend and sound like a bitch
You want it cooked
I got baking soda for your bitch ass, huh
Cause that hoe shit won`t last

Chorus 2X

[King George]
Comin` from the Bayou, a triple by the dosage
Tryin` to dodge rats, but tend to find cock-roaches
We flip g`s, no good deeds
Down on your knees, kidnapped by g`s
Forties with the clip, shit float to your forehead
King pay dues, fuck you a dead bitch
Flip pure game, like the Og`s taught me
Tryin` spit game when i`m talkin` on a for-ty

Chorus 2X

[Big Ed]
It`s nothin` but the G in me
I have a question
Big Ed is on a funky G lesson
Now, how many G`s in the house tonight
And how many G`s spin them gold thangs tight
It`s nothin` but a G thang ba-by
I gotta twank on a fubic, but can you fade me
Nigga, cause Big Ed be like TRU to it
Always wearin` Nikes` cause I just do it
Got more bounce to the ounce
Get you drunk like some liquor
Gotta ???
Cause he`s rollin` on my ???, like a weather got my action
Grabbin` on my nuts like my name was Micheal Jackson
So nigga
Who ride, I ride, slide

[Master P]
But they can`t touch ya

[Big Ed]
With my TRU niggas on my side

[Master P]
And you know I got 5 on it
But we gotta do this one here for my dead homie

Chorus 2X

[Silkk]
A nigga tip toe through the do`
You know I`m bout 6`4" plus mo`
So I had to get low
And niggas lookin` shady
I shook some shell up in my ass, somebody older
Y`all bitches better pay me
You want me to say it`s all good in my hood
Well I can`t
And anybody that told you it is, they be lyin`
Cause it ain`t
I hopped in my ride, started fish tailin`
Seems I caught a flat, so Silkk started 3-wheelin`

Chorus 2X

 

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