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Going out nigg*
Big guns and sharp knifes
Revolvers 'cause automatics jam at the wrong time(I'm going out)
Like fights with the brass knuckles
Swinging belts catching with the buckle now fk it(I'm going out)
Like i ain't got nothing to live
Like as if u had guns to my kids fk it (going all out)
Yo you know the type that style and s**t that rise my d*ck
Pop me a nigg* quicker than police
Leave more wounds than a whole room full of chicks
You running while i'm gunning 'cause you a b*tch
I heard talking like they goinng to dead mines
I got enough guns we can make the headlines
I'm from a place where the realeast get murdered
And the illest try to avoid it
But can't call it
It's a cold world bundle up
Keep your heat on at all times
And never freeze up
And your eyes blink you could catch a hole in your tank
Have you leaking all over the place
Watch how you speak
And watch how you move through the streets
I got a mob with with heat
We liable to squeeze 'fore we think
Breath 'fore is too late
Uph you fked up and got laid to sleep
I'm going out
With big guns and sharp knifes
Revolvers 'cause automatics jam at the wrong time(I'm going out)
Like fights with the brass knuckles
Swinging belts catching with the buckle now fk it(I'm going out)
Like i ain't got nothing to live
Like as if u had guns at my kids fk it (going all out)
For the big checks and large faces mansions
And my duns would do the same for me
I'm going out like a nigg* that he never have nothing
fk it I ain't frontive
If i want to know i got to go out like a navy seal
Label me ill
You sling thrills
Meet you on top of the hills
Screaming dollar bill
Going out like a nigg* you just smacked
His moms in the cut plotting patient and calm
Putting on everything that i love and stand for
Getting bent up in the pub 'till five in the morn
Going out like a nigg* with six days to live
And like a single parents raising a kid now that's a big
Going out like a nigg* with s**t touching his rib
You got more than nesessary dun a nigg* want dibs
Going out for my see this gat in my hand
You better back the fk up what part didn't you understand
Head nah aim straight at your thyroid glands
Must've not been really your men those that ran (I'm going out)
With Big guns and sharp knifes
Revolvers 'cause automatic jam at the wrong time(I'm going out)
Like fights with the brass knuckles
Swinging belts catching with the buckle now fk it(I'm going out)
Like i ain't got nothing to live
Like as if you had guns to my kids fk it (going all out)
For the big checks and large faces mantions
And my duns would do the same for me
We do it well click like nails
Catch cases skip bells
I lie 'fore I chitel
Die in the sitel
Pop gun with the s*h*tel
fk a b*tch just to getsel
Rap style smoother than cl
In the k on the dl
Line for line you can detail
Choked more than Sprewell
Rap style PLO
Watch me blow like tornados
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 move the crowd like techno music nigg*
When it come to murder you know we do it for the chorus
fk lying on the lord ain't worth dying for
I rather die fking raw
Or walking on a mine in the cold war
My dogs got my shoulders with t up machine guns
All my soldiers
With big grenades throw them in your rover
Send prodigy to check the scence when it's over
animals coming back for leftovers (all out nigg*)
I'm going out With Big guns and sharp knifes
Revolvers 'cause automatics jam at the wrong time(I'm going out)
Like fights with the brass knuckles
Swinging belts catching with the buckle now fk it(I'm going out)
Like i ain't got nothing to live
Like as if you had guns to my kids fk it (going all out)
For the big checks and large faces mantions
And my duns would do the same for me
I'm going out
I'm going out
I'm going out