Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Going Out

Going out
Big guns and knifes
Revolvers 'cause jam at the wrong time
(I'm out)
Like fights with the brass
Swinging belts catching niggas with the buckle now it
(I'm out)
Like I ain't got nothing to
Like as if u had to my kids fuck it
(Going all out)

Yo you know the type style and shit that rise my dick
Pop me a nigga quicker police
Leave wounds than a whole room full of chicks
You running I'm gunning 'cause you a bitch
I niggas talking like they going to dead mines
I got enough guns we can the headlines
I'm a place where the realest niggas get murdered
And the illest niggas try to avoid it, but can't it

a cold world bundle up
Keep heat on at all times and never freeze up
And your eyes blink you could catch a in your tank
Have you leaking all the place
Watch how you and watch how you move through the streets
I got a mob with niggas heat
We but ah squeeze 'fore we think breath 'fore is too late
Up you up and got laid to sleep

I'm out, with big guns and sharp knifes
Revolvers automatics jam at the wrong time
(I'm out)
Like with the brass knuckles
belts catching niggas with the buckle now fuck it
(I'm out)
I ain't got nothing to live
Like as if u had at my kids fuck it
(Going all out)
For the big checks and faces mantions
And my would do the same for me

I'm going out like a nigga that he never nothing
Fuck it I ain't frontive if I want to
I got to go out like a navy seal, label me ill, you thrills
Meet you on top of the hills, screaming dollar
out like a nigga you just smacked
His moms in the cut plotting and calm
Putting on everything I love and stand for
Getting up in the pub 'til five in the morn

Going out like a nigga with six to live
And a single parents raising a kid now that's a big
out like a nigga with shit touching his rib
You got more than done, a nigga went dead
Going out for my see this gat in my hand
You better back the fuck up what part you understand
Head nah aim straight at your thighro
not been really your men those niggas that ran

I'm going out, big guns and sharp knifes
Revolvers 'cause automatic jam at the wrong
(I'm out)
Like fights the brass knuckles
Swinging catching niggas with the buckle now fuck it
(I'm out)
I ain't got nothing to live
Like as if you had guns to my kids it
(Going all out)
For the big checks and faces mantions
And my duns do the same for me

We do it well click niggas like
Catch cases skip bells, I lie I chitel, die in the sitel
Pop gun the shitel, fuck a bitch just to getsel
Rap style smoother CL, in the K on the DL
Line for line you can detail, choked more than Spreewell
Rap pelo, watch me blow like Tornadoes
the block out with just an echo, trust me niggas
Don't want me see let go, niggas don't to see the tech blow

Watch me the crowd like techno music nigga
it come to murder you know we do it for the chorus
Fuck lying on the ain't worth dying for
I rather die fucking raw or walking on a mine in the war
My dogs got my with T-Up machine guns
All my niggas soldiers with big throw them in your rober
Send Prodigy to the scence when it's over
Niggas animals coming back for leftovers, all out

I'm going out with big guns and knifes
Revolvers 'cause automatics jam at the time
(I'm out)
Like fights the brass knuckles
Swinging belts niggas with the buckle now fuck it
(I'm out)
I ain't got nothing to live
Like as if you had guns to my fuck it
(Going all out)
For the big checks and large faces
And my duns do the same for me

I'm out
I'm out
I'm out