Jay 305 - Tool lyrics

[Verse 1: TeeCee4800] Aye, big face benjis and a hemi That p**y fertile, I need a jimmy I'm in the motherf**' coupé, goin' crazy It's just me and my Caby Be yanked out to the motherf**in' fullest n***as tell me I'm bogus, what you talkin' 'bout willis? Blue chucks, shelltoes Earrings below zero Icey Fresh is my second home Want a n***a to try me, so we can get it on C-walk on your face, n***a While I'm listening to Mase, n***a Ten toes, two feet Blame it on the streets MTM, what you talkin' about, Young Tally The Loc, n***a, don't make me chalk him out [Hook: TeeCee4800] I just hit that b**h and move I just give that b**h the tools Runnin around city with the tool If you trippin' I let that loose Know it sound like i'm off a deuce Probably cause I'm off a deuce Popped that zanny in there too I swear this the best damn juice [Verse 2: Jay 305] Hold up, hold up b**h, what you talkin' 'bout? You better get your baby daddy, 'fore I stomp him out Ain't no pa**es for yees, so f**ing chuck him out I'm at Slauson and Yee's tryna get some takeout With a b**h I'm fresh out Touched down from West Side, I gotta f** 'em Listening to Messy Marv (yadda) f** 'em f**in' rats on Snapchat, I (yadda) f** 'em Yeah, it's me, hoe, Jay-3-0-cinco AKA never seen with a weak hoe Getting robbed at Roscoes on Pico Rappers rap game like a motherf**in' free throw b**h I'm thuggin' I'm talking 'bout f**in' Dirty South Central n***a, f** your hood Lil G, man, trippin, got the burner in the function I ain't gon' spill my Henny, baby, even if they bustin' This nuts [Hook: TeeCee4800] I just hit that b**h and move I just give that b**h the tools Runnin around city with the tool If you trippin' I let that loose Know it sound like i'm off a deuce Probably cause I'm off a deuce Popped that zanny in there too I swear this the best damn juice [Verse 3: TeeCee4800] Cashed out for the lo'-lo' Put a couple of my homies on the payroll n***a, what they here for Break a dice game up, put a ten to four Aye, and then I smash on the gas On to f** a n***a's b**h Then I have her set a trap on him Yeah, I teach her how to pa** on him Bad lil b**h, but I never spend no cash on her I just give a b**h the tools Tell her walk it out like shoes Yeah, you know that's how we do Yeah, it's me and Marley Blu MTM, n***a, we don't give a f** about your crew Free my n***a, D-Loc I'm in New York in my pea coat Young Tally, n***a, I'ma go to the Grammys in my khakis, n***a [Hook: TeeCee4800] I just hit that b**h and move I just give that b**h the tools Runnin around city with the tool If you trippin' I let that loose Know it sound like i'm off a deuce Probably cause I'm off a deuce Popped that zanny in there too I swear this the best damn juice