Mc Eiht - Any Meanz Lyrics
Geah (check it out)In the mutha*****in house (geah)For the paperMr tony back in the house regulate yknow Im sayinHalf ounce hoodlums in the houseGeahDeadly decisions is what Im bringinBes the problem solver when my revolver starts singinA thin line between life and death youre stuckWhen my mind turns corrupt so Im mentally *****edI be bringin the pain like methInject the meth in your vain youre seeing thangs insaneHollow points start to spitRegulate your block no bullshitBust a u-turn the tyres burn rubber gRetaliation of the robberies after meNo aftermathInstead the bloodbath keep steerin the b.g.s on the west pathChest blastBuckshots touch yo whole sideN 2 deep no sleep when we ride claim that west gangAlways the side of ridahsGang of arms out the windows is if we respondsHomicides: points chalked up for the victoryYall know its compton 4 life, aint no killin meChorus: (x2)For years weve been accustomed to serves the fiendsOn the streets keeps the works stuffed away in jeans*****es and niggas do damnest thingsBuck buck for the paper by any meanz...I needs cheese no bullshit you better know itIf its a contest to be the greediest ima show itIts all for the scrillaDivine, cristal, no wine, top billerSeven digits is the destinyDont let the feds, the clock-heads get the best of meYou know who got it, heavyweightNo sacks premium shit*****es beg mr. tony: you just dont quit!Cash flows to make fat flips since 86Where the cash connects western union through mixHoes got the pick up straight back and no stoppinAnd watch out for the birdCause they just might got the wordWho runs to west side got the *****es on deckCheck it, for 20s and 50s they gettin *****Yall knows the deal its complication nines I toteOn a mission, premonition, money flips to cokeChorus...One time got me on a foot pursuitYell freeze in the air as they start to shoot (get up!)Money that I loot thus begins the chasePleas no contest when Im slapped with a caseJudge put my bail at a millFree as a bird, lawyer tryin to fight appealStill got the co - nnections which directionFly birds straight through your intersectionReflections of the way life used to beWhere me amigos gave lots of love on the kilosServin the g wayFive hun floats on the freewayIn the d-game got a street name blowin the chronicToo difficult to get with the west ebonicsNo gin and tonic, situations ironicBullets spittin too fast like my fingers bionicChorus...
