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Hoodrich Pablo Juan - Got My Tool on Me lyrics

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got fifty rounds on me, you can see it hanging
Little boy, don't give no f** about you g**ning
You can see the bands on me plus I'm armed and dangerous
The f** you looking at, n***a? Oh, I forgot I'm famous
Got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
Got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
I got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
I got the tool on, gotta keep the tool on me

[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I started serving two-for-five with the 38
Got a call from a country n***a that was out of state
He was steak, I had to eat his plate
I've got to keep the tool on me, might remember face
Keep the AK 'cause I ain't going out like Trayvon Martin
Red 223 tucked in his leg, got him barely walking
k** will keep the sawed off pump and still across
Got some k**ers waiting on me, she get in there to come and [?]

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got fifty rounds on me, you can see it hanging
Little boy, don't give no f** about you g**ning
You can see the bands on me plus I'm armed and dangerous
The f** you looking at, n***a? Oh, I forgot I'm famous
Got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
Got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
I got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
I got the tool on, gotta keep the tool on me

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
You can have this sh**, n***a, you catch me slipping, n***a
Eleven times out of ten, I got my pistol, n***a
Bulldogs, I bet if d**h kissed you, n***a
Let my young n***a get him, he'll be somewhere, Mississippi River
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Rap beef, n***a, end up on the milk carton, n***a
Gotta free my n***a Guwop, that's my favorite real n***a
Banana clips get to peeling all you monkey a** n***as
What the f** you got a pistol for and ain't gon' pull the trigger?
f** n***a

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got fifty rounds on me, you can see it hanging
Little boy, don't give no f** about you g**ning
You can see the bands on me plus I'm armed and dangerous
The f** you looking at, n***a? Oh, I forgot I'm famous
Got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
Got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
I got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
I got the tool on, gotta keep the tool on me

[Verse 3: DC White]
I got the tool on me, don't make a move, homie
Run up on me, leave them stiff, wrap them like a mummy
50K, all hundreds, all blue on me
My shooter hold the 40 while I'm out serving dummies
I'm Frank Lucas of the trap, I can't serve you with no strap
Me and Pablo, four wins back to back, strap in every lap
Proceed with caution, I got k**ers in Slauson, I finessed a n***a from Boston
I whipped up the brick, I got the wheel of fortune

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got fifty rounds on me, you can see it hanging
Little boy, don't give no f** about you g**ning
You can see the bands on me plus I'm armed and dangerous
The f** you looking at, n***a? Oh, I forgot I'm famous
Got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
Got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
I got my tool on, yeah, I got my tool on me
I got the tool on, gotta keep the tool on me

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