francis (russia) - ten toes down lyrics
[текст песни «ten toes down» ft. ash]
[припев: francis]
ten toes down, i’ma get a big amount
get more birds, they just travel to the south
boy got murked, we get problems, have to solve it
came from dirt, that’s what they be talking ’bout us
b-tch, i never left, i keep it ten toes down
put it on the map, i keep it ten toes down
50 dollar slab, i keep it ten toes down
stack it by the rack, i keep it ten toes down
[куплет 1: ash]
снайпер чекает твой склеп
для чужих здесь места нет
из могилы несет стафом
на мне худи черный carhart
берегу свое здоровье – не гуляю по шалавам
берегу свое здоровье, со мной только моя банда
(ха-ха-ха)
backwoods в деле – squad в достатке
я – на bently, ты – на лавке
мы на блоке, flow в порядке
я гнию и разлагаюсь
этот свежий сорт в кармане
подлечусь и вновь влетаю
choppa мой всегда заряжен
мы не в космосе ,в парадной
я кидаю скваду брикет
новый пак и 20 кесов
эй, малыш, подкинь-ка крикет
мона лиза где-то рядом
завернем, закурим планом
прострелю твое ебало
завались, ведь я реальный
[припев: francis]
ten toes down, i’ma get a big amount
get more birds, they just travel to the south
boy got murked, we get problems, have to solve it
came from dirt, that’s what they be talking ’bout us
b-tch, i never left, i keep it ten toes down
put it on the map, i keep it ten toes down
50 dollar slab, i keep it ten toes down
stack it by the rack, i keep it ten toes down
[куплет 2: francis]
i ain’t never trust a b-tch
i ain’t never love a hoe
i don’t even paid the rent
i got bands laying on the floor
federalies took their soul
ha-ha-ha he feeling broke
i keep chopsticks in that rolls
brat-brat-brat straight to your door, n-gga
ten toes down, that m4 got 100 rounds, yeah
that’s for them and this for you, boy, we gon split it like an ounce
i flip the cash, that’s what i do, while they are robbing grannies houses
i ain’t gone lie, i dropped the roof, let out the smoke of pure and loudest, i mean
foreign b-tch holding the stick
while young n-ggas getting this dough like they sick
mo guala boys, hoe, we drinking a pints
keeping that 10 but i walk with a nine, yes, lord
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