Snoop Dogg - Ten Toes Down lyrics

[Snoop Dogg - Ten Toes Down lyrics]

A nigga like me man, I love the game
I love the hustle man
I be feeling like one of them
Ball player niggas you know
Like Bird, Magic or something
Yeah you know a nigga got dough
A nigga can leave the league
But if I leave… the fans
Still gone love me man?

Told you I was bout to do it big, huh?
Came in this game as a kid, huh?
Still down Ten toes in this shit, huh?
First nigga talk that crippin’ to your kids
Huh?
First nigga talk that crippin’ to your kids
Huh?
First nigga talk that crippin’ to your kids
Huh? Still down Ten toes in this shit, huh?
Keep a shooter at the gate on my crib, huh?

I ain’t do it, people said I did, huh?
Rap music ain’t what's fuckin' up they kids
Huh?
Gangster rap is fuckin’ up the biz, huh?
My influence, something that I said, cuh?
Like I’m jewish, all about the bread, huh
From the sewage, tryin’ to get ahead, huh
I’m bout to do it, fuckin’ up they head, huh?
These opportunist, fuckin’ up they bread
Huh? Corporate America stance is irregular
Ready Cuz, rap sheet, impeccable
Multi plats, my past
What we have here is unprofessional
My metal, undetectable, my style
Unselectable
Niggas runnin’ they mouth thats unacceptable
21st street, Long Beach 'til the death of you

Told you I was bout to do it big, huh?
Came in this game as a kid, huh?
Still down Ten toes in this shit, huh?
First nigga talk that crippin’ to your kids
Huh?
First nigga talk that crippin’ to your kids
Huh?
First nigga talk that crippin’ to your kids
Huh? Still down Ten toes in this shit, huh?
Keep a shooter at the gate on my crib, huh?

Keep shootin’, thats what the people tell me
Huh get the biggest dope sack that
You can sell me, huh
And your homegirl do it, huh
I make the whole world do it, huh
Ain’t no limit to the dog
And that's real talk
I’m the one that showed you
How a real crip walk
Resume, document, G-File
Recollect, reflect, and let me break it down
Take it out the bag
Lay it on the table quick
Call my handlers, I handle and disable this
Tickin’ time bomb, made crippin’ look fun
Can’t walk around without
Your motherfuckin’ gun, that's a no no
Real hood redemption
My tiny Lokos is really on a mission
Niggas runnin’ they mouth thats unacceptable
21st Street, Long Beach 'til the death of you

Told you I was bout to do it big, huh?
Came in this game as a kid, huh?
Still down Ten toes in this shit, huh?
First nigga talk that crippin’ to your kids
Huh?
First nigga talk that crippin’ to your kids
Huh?
First nigga talk that crippin’ to your kids
Huh? Still down Ten toes in this shit, huh?
Keep a shooter at the gate on my crib, huh?

Do anybody in the house remember?
When it wasn’t no Snoop Dogg? (Hell yeah)
It wasn’t no rappers talking’ bout the LBC
Am I trippin y'all? (Hell nah)
So it's safe to say, I put it on the map, huh
So if you see me on
The block, yeah, I’m back, huh
And if you don’t think you know where I’m at
Huh you wanna battle, little homie
Get your racks up boy you need to kit kat
Make you niggas get back
Split you like a kit kat
The big homie did that
Rollin’ like a rebel though
I’m on a whole ‘nother level though
My heart, my hair, My G, my seat
That part right there
I’m more than a rapper though
Pure intellectual
Smooth as a criminal, you hear me though?

Told you I was bout to do it big, huh?
Came in this game as a kid, huh?
Still down Ten toes in this shit, huh?
First nigga talk that crippin’ to your kids
Huh?
First nigga talk that crippin’ to your kids
Huh?
First nigga talk that crippin’ to your kids
Huh? Still down Ten toes in this shit, huh?
Keep a shooter at the gate on my crib, huh?

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