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 brass
Swinging belts catching niggas with the now fuck it
(I'm out)
I ain't got nothing to live
Like as if u had guns to my kids it
(Going all out)

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

It's a cold world up
Keep your heat on at all times and freeze up
And your eyes blink you could a hole in your tank
Have you leaking all the place
Watch how you speak and how you move 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 to sleep

I'm going out, with big guns and knifes
Revolvers automatics jam at the wrong time
(I'm out)
Like fights with the knuckles
Swinging belts catching niggas with the buckle now 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 that he never have
it I ain't frontive 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 you just smacked
His moms in the cut plotting patient and
Putting on everything that I love and for
bend up in the pub 'til five in the morn

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

I'm out, with big guns and sharp knifes
Revolvers 'cause automatic jam at the wrong
(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
as if you had guns to my kids fuck it
(Going all out)
For the big checks and large faces
And my duns do the same for me

We do it well click like nails
Catch cases skip bells, I lie 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 niggas than Spreewell
Rap style pelo, watch me like Tornadoes
Clear the block out just an echo, trust me niggas
Don't want me see let go, don't want to see the tech blow

Watch me blow the like techno music nigga
When it come to murder you know we do it for the
Fuck lying on the Lord 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 grenades throw them in rober
Send Prodigy to check the scence when it's
Niggas animals coming for leftovers, all out nigga

I'm going out with big and sharp knifes
Revolvers 'cause automatics jam at the wrong
(I'm out)
Like fights with the brass
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 and large faces mantions
And my duns do the same for me

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