Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Going Out

Going out
Big guns and sharp
Revolvers 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 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 shit rise my dick
Pop me a nigga quicker police
Leave more wounds 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 get murdered
And the illest niggas try to avoid it, but call it

It's a world bundle up
Keep your on at all times and never freeze up
And your eyes blink you could catch a hole in tank
Have you all over 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 breath 'fore is too late
Up you up and got laid to sleep

I'm going out, with big guns and knifes
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 guns at my fuck 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 seal, label me ill, you sling thrills
Meet you on top of the hills, screaming bill
Going out like a nigga you just
His in the cut plotting patient and calm
Putting on everything I love and stand for
Getting bend up in the pub five in the morn

Going out like a 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 more than necessary done, a went dead
out for my niggas see this gat in my hand
You back the fuck up what part 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, with big guns and knifes
'cause automatic jam at the wrong time
(I'm out)
fights with the brass knuckles
Swinging 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 faces mantions
And my duns would do the for me

We do it well click niggas like
Catch cases skip bells, I lie 'fore I chitel, die in the
Pop gun the shitel, fuck a bitch just to getsel
Rap smoother than CL, in the K on the DL
Line for line you can detail, choked more niggas Spreewell
Rap style pelo, me blow like Tornadoes
Clear the block out with an echo, trust 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 come to murder you know we do it for the
Fuck lying on the Lord ain't dying for
I rather die raw or walking on a mine in the cold war
My dogs got my with T-Up machine guns
All my niggas soldiers with big throw them in your rober
Prodigy to check the scence when it's over
Niggas coming back for leftovers, all out nigga

I'm going out big guns and sharp knifes
Revolvers 'cause jam at the wrong time
(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 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