Cool Out lyrics

[Chorus: T.O. Green]
Hold up, cool out before I pull that tool out
Hold up, cool out before I pull that tool out
Hold up, cool out before I pull that tool out
Y'all n*ggas playing, we'll turn that b*tch to a shootout

[Verse 1: Lil Eazy]
Hold up, let Lil Eazy in this b*tch
Cool out before a n*gga get to squeezing in this b*tch
I already got it hot, been putting the heater on the b*tch
They already tried to plot and put the people on the [?]

[Verse 2: Deizel Nitti]
Juug Team, you know Deizel in this b*tch
Don C, T.O. Green, Ty G up off in this b*tch
You better mob deep off in this b*tch
'Cause I'll squad up, you better miss me with that sh*t, n*gga

[Verse 3: T.O. Green]
749, Real Money, them my people
Four-fifth on me, [?] the loud for the reefer
If you're beefing with my squad, n*gga, I wouldn't want to be you
(We don't f*ck with T.O. Green)
And I don't f*ck with y'all, neither
If the sh*t, it was a movie, you won't make it to the sequel
Give my J's a filthy smell and have you knocked off by some geekers
Hit them with the Tec and the Mac, so the hoes and him are equal
Heard you was talking sh*t, well n*gga, it's on when I see you
[Chorus: T.O. Green]
Hold up, cool out before I pull that tool out
Hold up, cool out before I pull that tool out
Hold up, cool out before I pull that tool out
Y'all n*ggas playing, we'll turn that b*tch to a shootout

[Verse 4: Slim Dunkin]
Hey, watch your mouth, n*gga, before I pull the tool like Rambo
Show these f*ck n*ggas what the southside stand for
Ready to hold up and cool out 'fore I go and pull that tool out
Give a f*ck, I'll turn the church parking lot to a shootout
They say I'm crazy 'cause I got one in the chamber on the safety
But I'd rather shoot myself than let a f*ck n*gga take me
You try to rob me? You must take me as a local joker
Put my hands up, f*ck n*gga, this ain't no roller coaster

[Verse 5: Lil Capp]
Hold up, calm down, take a chill pill, cool out, n*gga
Y'all know what my crew 'bout, n*gga
Better pack the sh*t and move out, n*gga
Y'all don't want a shootout, n*gga
Y'all don't want a shootout, n*gga
Get ducked off in the house 'cause the block got too hot, n*gga
Streets talking and the Feds watching
No one around when the lead popping
They said get him, I said got him
He disrespect, so I headshot him
Streets talking and the Feds watching
No one around when the lead popping
They said get him, I said got him
He disrespect, so I headshot him
[Chorus: T.O. Green]
Hold up, cool out before I pull that tool out
Hold up, cool out before I pull that tool out
Hold up, cool out before I pull that tool out
Y'all n*ggas playing, we'll turn that b*tch to a shootout

[Verse 6: Waka Flocka Flame]
Shots fired, man down, Flocka love them gun sounds
Hold up, cool out before we pull them tools out
Take you to the parking lot so we can have a shootout
Hitsquad 'bout it 'bout it and Bricksquad shootout
Bloods over there, we got Bloods over here
This a redrum party, shawty, Bloods everywhere
Lime green chain, same color as my gang
H-S-T or call it the money gang

[Verse 7: Korbin15]
Chill out, sitting geeked in that b*tch
You want beef in this b*tch? I'm on your street with this sh*t
If a n*gga claim he know me, if I'm sleeping with a b*tch
Or probably on the road, packing heater with the clip
Said, [?] see me creep, yeah, we deep off in this b*tch
We got choppers, we gonna pop them 'cause we street off in that b*tch
And we rolling off them beans when I'm sleep off in this b*tch
You can get shot at, get your ass beat off in this b*tch
[Chorus: T.O. Green]
Hold up, cool out before I pull that tool out
Hold up, cool out before I pull that tool out
Hold up, cool out before I pull that tool out
Y'all n*ggas playing, we'll turn that b*tch to a shootout