Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Going Out

Going out
Big guns and knifes
Revolvers automatics jam at the wrong time
(I'm out)
Like fights with the brass
Swinging belts catching niggas the buckle now fuck it
(I'm out)
Like I got nothing to live
as if u had guns to my kids fuck it
(Going all out)

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

a cold world bundle up
Keep your heat on at all and never freeze up
And your eyes blink you could catch a in your tank
Have you leaking all over the
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 going out, with big and sharp knifes
Revolvers automatics jam at the wrong time
(I'm out)
fights with the brass knuckles
Swinging belts catching niggas the buckle now fuck it
(I'm out)
Like I ain't got 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 he never have nothing
Fuck it I ain't if I want to know
I got to go out like a navy seal, label me ill, you thrills
Meet you on top of the hills, screaming dollar
Going out like a you just smacked
His moms in the cut patient and calm
on everything that I love and stand for
Getting bend up in the pub five in the morn

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

I'm going out, with big guns and sharp
Revolvers 'cause automatic jam at the time
(I'm out)
Like fights with the brass
Swinging belts catching niggas with the now fuck it
(I'm out)
Like I ain't got to live
Like as if you had guns to my kids it
(Going all out)
For the big checks and large faces
And my would do the same for me

We do it well click like nails
Catch cases skip bells, I lie 'fore I chitel, die in the
Pop gun with the shitel, fuck a bitch just to
Rap style than CL, in the K on the DL
Line for line you can detail, choked more than Spreewell
Rap style pelo, watch me blow 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 blow

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

I'm going out with big guns and sharp
Revolvers 'cause jam at the wrong time
(I'm out)
Like with the brass knuckles
Swinging belts catching niggas with the buckle now 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 faces mantions
And my would do the same for me

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