Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Any Many (feat. Master P, Big Ed & Silkk) , by - King George. Release date: 07.01.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Any Many (feat. Master P, Big Ed & Silkk) |
| Oh yeah |
| This dope shit done got a lot of my motherfucking partners |
| Took out the game |
| And to my brother Kevin Miller, rest in peace fool |
| 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 too |
| 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 |
| Them niggas from the country |
| We didn’t have no gats, I had to make a g move |
| Mexican 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 |
| Anything goes |
| Life’s a trip, but that’s how the game goes (x2) |
| Who ride, homicide 4 deep with them gats cocked |
| Ready to put some fools on they back (x2) |
| 1, 2, 3 nigga slanging keys |
| But why you have to mess with P (x2) |
| Who ride, homicide 4 deep with them gats cocked |
| Ready to put some fools on they back |
| Who ride, homicide 4 deep with them gats cocked |
| Ready to put some fools on they biggity-back |
| 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 |