Scarface - Anything lyrics

[Intro:] 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 [Verse 1:] 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 n***a 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 n***a set We shot it up and murk his connects What yours is mine for a dolla sign I blame the grind, I was outta line I'm reminiscing on what n***as 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 [Chorus:] Gotta' get it how I live, that's how the streets raised me And for that paper most n***as do, anything, anything A silent dude, so that's how a move I'm a street made nig Not trying to lose, so I gotta do anything, anything [Verse 2:] 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 don't know When all the while you steady gettin 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 n***as 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 shottas at you're a cuz u a b made n***a [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Real n***a in your presence Money couldn't change me past or the present Homey I'm the essence Tote a smith and western Eyes hella tiny in the hood is where you find me Out here with the grimey b wanna come up n***aa slangin'Snow packs ,nose running from 'em Let you get your mind right, money 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 Ain't nothing 'bout week ho ,always game to stomp a bi and stomp a bi.., and stomp a bi got super boxing' game so I prefer to punch a b**h mission accomplished Put me up against whatever I am busting it A nucca's born hustlin' and tustlin and struggling and musclin' just making you aware who you f**ing with