Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Going Out

Going out
Big and sharp knifes
Revolvers 'cause automatics jam at the wrong
(I'm out)
Like fights the brass knuckles
Swinging catching niggas with the buckle now fuck it
(I'm out)
Like I ain't got to live
Like as if u had guns to my fuck it
(Going all out)

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

It's a cold bundle up
Keep your heat on at all times and freeze up
And your eyes blink you catch a hole in your tank
Have you leaking all the place
Watch how you speak and watch how you through the streets
I got a mob with with heat
We live but ah squeeze 'fore we think breath 'fore is too
Up you fucked up and got to sleep

I'm going out, big guns and sharp knifes
Revolvers 'cause automatics jam at the wrong
(I'm out)
Like fights with the brass
Swinging belts catching niggas with the now fuck it
(I'm out)
I ain't got nothing to live
Like as if u had guns at my kids 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 have
Fuck it I ain't frontive if I to know
I got to go out like a navy seal, me ill, you sling thrills
you on top of the hills, screaming dollar bill
Going out a nigga you just smacked
His moms in the cut plotting and calm
Putting on that I love and stand for
Getting up in the pub 'til five in the morn

Going out a nigga with six days to live
And a single parents raising a kid now that's a big
Going out like a nigga with shit 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 up what part didn't you understand
Head nah aim straight at your glands
Must've not really your men those niggas that ran

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

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

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

I'm going out with big and sharp knifes
Revolvers 'cause automatics jam at the wrong
(I'm out)
Like fights with the knuckles
belts catching niggas with the buckle now fuck it
(I'm out)
Like I got nothing to live
as if you had guns to my kids fuck it
(Going all out)
For the big checks and large faces
And my would do the same for me

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