Mobb Deep

Mobb Deep - I'm Going Out songtekst

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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 niggas with the buckle now fuck it(I'm going out)
 Like i ain't got nothing to live
 Like as if u had guns to my kids fuck it (going all out)

 Yo you know the type that style and shit that rise my dick
 Pop me a nigga quicker than police
 Leave more wounds than a whole room full of chicks
 You running while i'm gunning 'cause you a bitch
 I heard niggas talking like they goinng to dead mines
 I got enough guns we can make the headlines
 I'm from a place where the realeast niggas get murdered
 And the illest niggas 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 niggas with heat
 We live but ah squeeze 'fore we think
 Breath 'fore is too late
 Uph you fucked 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 niggas with the buckle now fuck it(I'm going out)
 Like i ain't got nothing to live
 Like as if u had guns at my kids fuck 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 nigga that he never have nothing
 Fuck 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 nigga you just smacked
 His moms in the cut plotting patient and calm
 Putting on everything that i love and stand for
 Getting ben up in the pub 'till five in the morn
 Going out like a nigga with six days to live
 And like a single parents raising a kid now that's a big
 Going out like a nigga with shit touching his rib
 You got more than nesessary dun a nigga went dead
 Going out for my niggas see this gat in my hand
 You better back the fuck up what part didn't you understand
 Head nah aim straight at your thighro glands
 Must've not been really your men those niggas 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 niggas with the buckle now fuck it(I'm going out)
 Like i ain't got nothing to live
 Like as if you had guns to my kids fuck 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 niggas like nails
 Catch cases skip bells
 I lie 'fore I chitel
 Die in the sitel
 Pop gun with the shitel
 Fuck a bitch just to getsel
 Rap style smoother than cl
 In the k on the dl
 Line for line you can detail
 Choked more niggas than Sprewell
 Rap style pelo
 Watch me blow like tornados
 Clear the block out with just an echo
 Trust me niggas don't want me see let go
 Niggas don't want to see the tech blow
 Watch me blow the crowd like techno music nigga
 When it come to murder you know we do it for the chorus
 Fuck lying on the lord ain't worth dying for
 I rather die fucking raw
 Or walking on a mine in the cold war
 My dogs got my shoulders with t up machine guns
 All my niggas soldiers
 With big grenades throw them in your rober
 Send prodigy to check the scence when it's over
 Niggas animals coming back for leftovers (all out nigga)

 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 niggas with the buckle now fuck it(I'm going out)
 Like i ain't got nothing to live
 Like as if you had guns to my kids fuck 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
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Auteur: ?

Componist: ?

Publisher: Loud Records, LLC

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Uitgegeven in: 1999

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Murda Muzik (2018)

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