Yeah, it goes down
   Yeah, it goes down
   Uh-huh, it goes down
   It goes down
   I thought you knew it went down
   Believe that
  
   Verse One:
  
   I 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 Beemer, 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 eryday
   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 Montana
   Matter 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 seperate books for the internal revenue
   Capitalism is pimps and hoes
   In ninety-six I 'spose anything goes
  
   Chorus:
  
   Big 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 flow
  
   Verse Two:
  
   All 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 Hearns
   to 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 ownself into the po-po
   It keeps the humble of they cool low
   Selling ten dollar J's right up under the man's nose
   Hahh, nigga anything goes
  
   Chorus
  
   Interlude:
  
   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 one
  
   Verse Three:
  
   Niggaz got stripes like, Tony the Tiger
   But niggaz got strikes like Oral Hershiser
   So look alive, inflation rise like yeast
   S&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 Kevin
   He pled no contest and got stretched til 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 goes
  
   Chorus 2X
  
   "It's no disguise, it makes no sense
   It doesn't fit, if it doesn't fit, you must acquit"
  
   Interlude (fades)