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mobb deep – going out [remix by hostile] lyrics

[hook 1: prodigy]
going out n+gga
(biiiig) 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+ggas with the buckle now f+ck it(i’m going out)
like i ain’t got nothing to live
like as if u had guns to my kids f+ck it (going all out)

[verse 1: prodigy]
yo you know the type that style and sh+t that rise my d+ck
pop me a n+gga quicker than police
leave more wombs than a whole room full of chicks
you running while i’m gunning cause you a b+tch
i heard n+ggas talking like they going to dead mines
i got enough guns we can make the headlines
i’m from a place where the realeast n+ggas get murdered
and the illest n+ggas 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+ggas with heat
we liable to squeeze ‘fore we think
breath ‘fore is too late
uph you f+cked up and got laid to sleep
[hook 2: prodigy, (havoc)]
(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+ggas with the buckle now f+ck it (i’m going out)
like i ain’t got nothing to live
like as if you had guns at my kids f+ck it (going all out)
for the big checks and large faces mansions
and my duns would do the same for me

[verse 2: havoc]
i’m going out like a n+gga that ain’t never have nothing
f+ck it i ain’t frontin’
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+gga 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 n+gga with six days to live
and like a single parents raising a kid now that’s a bid
going out like a n+gga with sh+t touching his rib
you got more than nesessary dun a n+gga went dead
going out for my n+ggas see this gat in my hand
you better back the f+ck up what part didn’t you understand
have a nine aimed straight at your thyroid glands
must’ve not been really your men them n+ggas that ran (i’m going out)
[hook 2]

[verse 3: lil’ cease]
we do it well, clip n+ggas like nails
catch cases, skip bail
i lie before i ti+dell, die in a ci+del
pop guns with the shi+dell, f+ck a b+tch ’til she yi+zell
rap style smoother than c.l., in the k on the dl
line for line you can detail, choked more n+ggas than sprewell
rap style p.l.o., watch me blow, like tornadoes
clear the block out with just an echo
trust me, n+ggas don’t want me see let go
n+ggas don’t want to see the tech blow
watch me move the crowd like techno music, n+gga
when it come to murder, you know we do it for the cause
f+ck relyin’ on the law, ain’t worth dyin’ for
i rather die f+cking raw
or walkin’ on a mine in the cold war
my dogs got my shoulders, fatigued up machine guns
all my n+ggas soldiers
with big grenades, throw them in your rover
send prodigy to check the scene when it’s over
n+ggas animals comin’ back for leftovers (all out n+gga)

[hook 2]
[outro: havoc]
i’m going out
i’m going out
i’m going out

- mobb deep lyrics

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