Big Dawg K - Ten Toes (feat. KS & Sin Flee)

Anything go
Everything go
Keep it simple
Watch ya tempo
Blowing indo
Out the window
Standing ten toes
Standing ten toes down

Fly shit, uh
You can ask around
You can ask around
I run this shit
6:30
Hand down
Fit drip
Kick fire
Lu kang style
Then raid in the club
Shocking how we
Leave the crowd
I'm sippin now
Double cup
Water brown
I'm smoking loud
Raw papers
Purple clouds
High and drunk
Feeling like a
Billion bucks
Until we touch a billie
My niggas aint letting up
I'm wrecking up
Anything in the way
This art that I display
Cold like the lin kuei
Senei
Godfather
When it come to authors
Cause the 40 still elevate
Like Vince Carter
Motherfucker

Anything go
Everything go
Keep it simple
Watch ya tempo
Blowing indo
Out the window
Standing ten toes
Standing ten toes down

Heater in the pea coat
Get a limb poked
Let his sin soak
Can't trust anybody
Even kin folk
Grip toast
Moving through the mud
When it rains it pours
Fuck it
Let it flood
I will never run
Taking the blood
Want the funds
Do this for fun
Energize my son
Shawty see me
And know I'm the one
Look at how I won
Way these niggas
Moving now and days
Gotta have a gun
Niggas wolves
They won't catch me slipping
I can't be no
Victim nigga never
Real as ever
Stomp through weather
Everything for brethren
Energy I lend it
Gotta build with team
Triple beam
On my grind I lean
I won't fall for schemes
Never me
Nigga never me, yeah

Never been a pussy nigga
Nigga get it right
My neighborhood rules
Keep a gun
Fuck a fight
Got 2k's in the park
Sending invites
Type to slap a star
Right out of the lime light
Can't be scared to die
If we ride tonight
First time jumping
Off the porch uptight
You's suppose to
Turn a nigga to a highlight
Or you gon be the nigga
The news highlight
Every red light
Turns to a green light
Eating good
With a broke nigga appetite
Fuck a career move
Death was more bright
So many dropouts
The dropout was alright
Niggas graduated
Moving weed to hard white
Construction man
I kept a hammer on sight
Era now got me
Scared for my son's life
Civilian gangsters
Living all these mob lives
In and out of court rooms
More than mob wives
Tens toes down
In the field
Don't be surprised
Anything from O's
I supply
Only stand I'm taking
A make my gun rise
Facts

Written by:
Adrian Anderson, Keith Brunson, Khari Shabazz II

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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