Terrace Martin - Ten Toes Down lyrics

[Excerpt from Paid In Full] A n***a like me man, I love the game, I love the hustle man I be feeling like one of them ball player n***as you know Like Bird, Magic or something Yeah you know a n***a got dough a n***a can leave the league But if I leave… the fans still gone love me man? [Hook] Told you I was bout to do it big, huh? Came in this game as a kid, huh? Still down Ten toes in this sh**, huh? First n***a talk that crippin' to your kids, huh? First n***a talk that crippin' to your kids, huh? First n***a talk that crippin' to your kids, huh? Still down Ten toes in this sh**, huh? Keep a shooter at the gate on my crib, huh? [Verse 1] I ain't do it, people said I did, huh? Rap music ain't what's f**in' up they kids, huh? Gangster rap is f**in' up the biz, huh? My influence, something that I said, cuh? Like I'm j**ish, all about the bread, huh From the sewage, tryin' to get ahead, huh I'm bout to do it, f**in' up they head, huh? These opportunist, f**in' 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 n***as runnin' they mouth thats unacceptable 21st street, Long Beach 'til the d**h of you [Hook] Told you I was bout to do it big, huh? Came in this game as a kid, huh? Still down Ten toes in this sh**, huh? First n***a talk that crippin' to your kids, huh? First n***a talk that crippin' to your kids, huh? First n***a talk that crippin' to your kids, huh? Still down Ten toes in this sh**, huh? Keep a shooter at the gate on my crib, huh? [Verse 2] 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 motherf**in' gun, that's a no no Real hood redemption, my tiny Lokos is really on a mission n***as runnin' they mouth thats unacceptable 21st Street, Long Beach 'til the d**h of you [Hook] Told you I was bout to do it big, huh? Came in this game as a kid, huh? Still down Ten toes in this sh**, huh? First n***a talk that crippin' to your kids, huh? First n***a talk that crippin' to your kids, huh? First n***a talk that crippin' to your kids, huh? Still down Ten toes in this sh**, huh? Keep a shooter at the gate on my crib, huh? [Verse 3] Do anybody in the house remember? When it wasn't no Snoop Dogg? (Hell yeah!) It wasn't no rappers talking' bout the LBC (Hell nah) So its 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 n***as 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? [Hook] Told you I was bout to do it big, huh? Came in this game as a kid, huh? Still down Ten toes in this sh**, huh? First n***a talk that crippin' to your kids, huh? First n***a talk that crippin' to your kids, huh? First n***a talk that crippin' to your kids, huh? Still down Ten toes in this sh**, huh? Keep a shooter at the gate on my crib, huh?