Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Going Out

Going out
Big and sharp knifes
Revolvers automatics jam at the wrong time
(I'm out)
Like fights 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 to my kids fuck it
(Going all out)

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

It's a cold bundle up
Keep your heat on at all times and never up
And your eyes blink you could catch a hole in tank
Have you leaking all over the
Watch how you speak and watch how you through the streets
I got a mob with with heat
We live but ah squeeze we think breath 'fore is too late
Up you fucked up and got laid to

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

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

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

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

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

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

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