I’m Going Out Mobb Deep (Ft. Lil' Cease)

[Hook 1: Prodigy]
Going out nigga
(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 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)

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Yo you know the type that style and shit that rise my dick
Pop me a nigga quicker than police
Leave more wombs than a whole room full of chicks
You running while I'm gunning cause you a bitch
I heard niggas talking like they going 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 liable to squeeze 'fore we think
Breath 'fore is too late
Uph you fucked up and got laid to sleep