Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Going Out

Going out
Big and sharp knifes
Revolvers 'cause jam at the wrong time
(I'm out)
Like fights with the 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 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
Leave more than a whole room full of chicks
You running while I'm gunning you a bitch
I heard talking like they going to dead mines
I got enough guns we can the headlines
I'm from a place the realest niggas get murdered
And the illest niggas try to 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 move the streets
I got a mob with niggas heat
We live but ah squeeze 'fore we breath 'fore is too late
Up you fucked up and got laid to

I'm going out, big guns and sharp knifes
Revolvers 'cause automatics jam at the time
(I'm out)
Like fights with the knuckles
Swinging belts catching niggas with the now fuck it
(I'm out)
Like I ain't got nothing to
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 out like a nigga that he never have nothing
Fuck it I ain't frontive if I to know
I got to go out a navy seal, label me ill, you sling thrills
Meet you on top of the hills, dollar bill
Going out a nigga you just smacked
His moms in the cut patient and calm
Putting on that I love and stand for
Getting up in the pub 'til five in the morn

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

I'm going out, with big guns and sharp
Revolvers 'cause jam at the wrong 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 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 well niggas like nails
cases skip bells, I lie 'fore I chitel, die in the sitel
Pop gun with the shitel, fuck a just to getsel
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 block out just an echo, trust me niggas
Don't want me see let go, niggas don't want to see the tech

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

I'm going out with big and sharp knifes
'cause automatics jam at the wrong time
(I'm out)
Like with the brass 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 mantions
And my would do the same for me

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