Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Going Out

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

Yo you know the type that style and shit that my dick
Pop me a nigga than police
more wounds than a whole room full of chicks
You running while I'm 'cause you a bitch
I heard niggas talking like they going to mines
I got enough guns we can make the
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 your heat on at all times and never 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 move through the
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)
fights with the brass knuckles
Swinging belts niggas with the buckle now fuck it
(I'm out)
Like I ain't got nothing to
Like as if u had guns at my fuck it
(Going all out)
For the big and large faces mantions
And my duns do the same for me

I'm going out like a that he never have nothing
Fuck it I frontive if I want to know
I got to go out like a navy seal, me ill, you sling thrills
Meet you on top of the hills, screaming bill
Going out like a you just smacked
His moms in the cut plotting patient and
Putting on everything I love and stand for
Getting bend up in the pub 'til in the morn

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

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

We do it well click niggas like
Catch skip bells, I lie 'fore I chitel, die in the sitel
Pop gun the shitel, fuck a bitch just to getsel
Rap style than CL, in the K on the DL
Line for line you can detail, choked more niggas Spreewell
Rap style pelo, watch me blow Tornadoes
Clear the block out with just an echo, 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 know we do it for the
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 with big grenades them in your rober
Send to check the scence when it's over
Niggas coming back for leftovers, all out nigga

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

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