I'm Going Out (Clean Version)

Going out n***a

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 n***as with the buckle now f**k it

I'm going out

Like I ain't got nothing to live

Like as if u had guns to my kids f**k it

Going all out

Yo you know the type that style and s**t that rise my d**k

Pop me a n***a quicker than police

Leave more wounds than a whole room full of chicks

You running while I'm gunning 'cause you a b***h

I heard n***as talking like they going to dead mines

I got enough guns we can make the headlines

I'm from a place where the realest n***as get murdered

And the illest n***as 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 n***as with heat

We live but ah squeeze 'fore we think breath 'fore is too late

Up you f**ked 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 n***as with the buckle now f**k it

I'm going out

Like I ain't got nothing to live

Like as if u had guns at my kids f**k 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 like a n***a that he never have nothing

F**k 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 n***a you just smacked

His moms in the cut plotting patient and calm

Putting on everything that I love and stand for

Getting bend up in the pub 'til five in the morn

Going out like a n***a with six days to live

And like a single parents raising a kid now that's a big

Going out like a n***a with s**t touching his rib

You got more than necessary done a n***a went dead

Going out for my n***as see this gat in my hand

You better back the f**k up what part didn't you understand

Head nah aim straight at your thighro glands

Must've not been really your men those n***as 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 n***as with the buckle now f**k it

I'm going out

Like I ain't got nothing to live

Like as if you had guns to my kids f**k 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 n***as like nails

Catch cases skip bells I lie 'fore I chitel die in the sitel

Pop gun with the s**tel f**k a b***h just to getsel

Rap style smoother than CL in the K on the DL

Line for line you can detail choked more n***as than Spreewell

Rap style pelo watch me blow like Tornadoes

Clear the block out with just an echo trust me n***as

Don't want me see let go n***as don't want to see the tech blow

Watch me blow the crowd like techno music n***a

When it come to murder you know we do it for the chorus

F**k lying on the Lord ain't worth dying for

I rather die f**king raw or walking on a mine in the cold war

My dogs got my shoulders with T Up machine guns

All my n***as soldiers with big grenades throw them in your rober

Send Prodigy to check the scence when it's over

N***as animals coming back for leftovers all out n***a

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 n***as with the buckle now f**k it

I'm going out

Like I ain't got nothing to live

Like as if you had guns to my kids f**k 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