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Anything Goes - Ras Kass



     
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Yeah, it goes down
Yeah, it goes down
Uh-huh, it goes down
It goes down
I thought you knew it went down
Believe thatI rock Versacci, sippin' VSOP and Hennessey in foam cups
Motorola flips with illegal chips dip-pin' like Teela
Where everybody momma collectin' money from fiend
Five series Beamer, one-hundred and eighty-nine horsepower
I like bitched with dimples and nipples the size of silver dollars
Rollin' three deep in Eddie Bauers chokin' out LAPD Rottweilers
Like chihuahuas, all day everyday in Southern California
Where the dogs and the ribs stay and nowadays fools don't know
How to act 'cause we all wanna be Tony MontanaMatter of fact, gimme five we got dap, gimme twenty-five
We got a bird and profit is made so while the homey cut Cavvy
With a razor blade I rock beats without baking soda
And money gets watched it's only illegal if you get caught
Thought you knew 'cause the DEA do it too keep separate books

For the internal revenue capitalism is pimps and hoes
In ninety-six I 'spose anything goesBig bank take little bank anything goes
Legal or illegal however you make your cash flow
Big bank take little bank ahh anything goes
Legal or illegal however you make your cash flowAll you PH Ballers, Dirty Mack's need to KG
I'd rather be a dope MC than a broke OG
I get, manicures to keep my cuticle suitable player
Don't hate me because I'm beautiful
I got a pocket full of C-notes and food stamps
Just big bills and free meals baby so lamp
'Cause jealousy gets you burned like bad perms
If you live you learn, I spit game like Chick HearnsTo women with, measurements of 38-24-36 with DSL's
But money talks ESL in the game of Monopoly
If you don't pass go then go di-rectly to jail
'Cause I've seen fools that struggle and turn
They own self into the po-po it keeps the humble
Of they cool low selling ten dollar J's right up
Under the man's nose, nigga anything goesBig bank take little bank anything goes
Legal or illegal however you make your cash flow
Big bank take little bank ahh anything goes
Legal or illegal however you make your cash flowOne for the money, money, two for the show, show
Three for the ladies but all they wanted was one
It's one for the money, money, two for the show, show
Three for the ladies but all they wanted was oneNiggaz got stripes like, Tony the Tiger but niggaz
Got strikes like Oral Hershiser so look alive
Inflation rise like yeast S and L scandal stole millions
But we need more police to take back our streets, it's drama
We all know that one-time be extortin' them big-ballers
Gettin' extradited with warrants in three states
Overcrowded prisons hopin the DA drop the case
So uhh, I ain't forgot about the homey KevinHe pled no contest and got stretched till ninety-seven
Dizmost and Little Dags hold tight
I know I seldom shoot kites but I be tryin' to get my pockets right
My ideal real is Big Willie pourin' out Dom P
for the dead homies with bitches splittin' Phillies, call it ends
Call it loot scrilla cream green flow or dough
But to get mo' nigga, anything goesBig bank take little bank anything goes
Legal or illegal however you make your cash flow
Big bank take little bank anything goes
Legal or illegal however you make your cash flowBig bank take little bank anything goes
Legal or illegal however you make your cash flow
Big bank take little bank anything goes
Legal or illegal however you make your cash flowIt's no disguise, it makes no sense
It doesn't fit, if it doesn't fit, you must acquitSo it goes
One for the money, money, two for the show, show
Three for the ladies but all they wanted was one
It's one for the money, money, two for the show, show
Three for the ladies but all they wanted was oneOne for the money, money, two for the show, show
Three for the ladies but all they wanted was one
It's one for the money, money, two for the show, show
Three for the ladies but all they wanted was one

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John Austin IV,(born September 25, 1976 in Carson, California), is better known by his stage name Ras Kass.
He released his debut album Soul on Ice in 1996. The album built up considerable hype through the release of several independent singles, including "Remain Anonymous" and "Won't Catch Me Runnin'." Soul on Ice saw little commercial success but was adored by the hip-hop underground, which appreciated both his sharp battle rhymes and his militant Afrocentricity.

Read more about Ras Kass on Last.fm.


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