Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Going Out

Going out
Big and sharp knifes
Revolvers 'cause automatics jam at the time
(I'm out)
Like with the brass knuckles
Swinging belts 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 kids it
(Going all out)

Yo you know the type that style and that rise my dick
Pop me a nigga quicker police
more 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 dead
I got enough guns we can the headlines
I'm from a place where the realest niggas get
And the illest niggas try to avoid it, but call it

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

I'm going out, with big guns and knifes
Revolvers 'cause jam at the wrong time
(I'm out)
Like fights with the knuckles
Swinging catching niggas with the buckle now fuck it
(I'm out)
Like I got nothing to live
as if u had guns at my kids fuck it
(Going all out)
For the big checks and faces mantions
And my duns do the same for me

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

Going out like a nigga with six to live
And like a single raising a kid now that's a big
Going out like a with shit touching his rib
You got more than done, a nigga went dead
Going out for my niggas see this gat in my
You better back the fuck up what part you understand
Head nah aim straight at your thighro
Must've not 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 the brass knuckles
belts catching niggas with the buckle now fuck it
(I'm out)
Like I ain't got 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

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

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

I'm going out with big guns and knifes
Revolvers automatics jam at the wrong 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 to my kids fuck it
(Going all out)
For the big checks and large mantions
And my would do the same for me

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