All I know is if I gotta go is if I gotta go

But I'm going out with a blast

Going out with a what?

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Going out with a blast

The tats bucka bucka

Murder on my mind muthafucka

So fuck ya

[Verse 1]

I'm on the run with identical guns murder in the first

Preachin smilin makin money cause my guns hate to disperse

What the worst that could happen to capital F I?

I might die, but gon try, see, the stakes is my right eye

Believe and shoot with the automatic

Collect and recieve with all the cabbage

What's my advantage? Have you forgot I'm the baddest, baddest

Decrowned of all my men, nine milli-cheetah-meter

That's the brain tissue, heart pauses, and ass eater

Welcome to the edition of bullets spittin and ass kickin

My mission to glisten off a every writtin re-dition

What's my livin? It's givin the Fiend, sellin, tryin to rock it

My logic the profit, and it's likely you drop it, stop it, jock it

It's my sad ass ex-bachelor's cash

Tell me, how them N.O. playas going out, my nigga?

With a blast

(Chorus)

[Verse 2]

You niggas a buncha young bucks with young luck so

What the fuck up? My bitches talk lead, and them hoes ain't stuck up

Already, cause of me, ain't no (?) in the helicopter

So I had to holler at P to get the chopper

Proper, hollow that a popper

From that third, a crazy bitch out the Yo

But keep a nigga with herb

Word, you ain't heard? This nigga kinda fed up

Pressure, to my head up, til I, pop a fed up

Bled up, the whole block, smoked out like Woodstock

If you could you would not plot and get chopped

Mobbed from the cocked glocked, last heard was a hum

From two things I can't control, my cum and my gun

(Chorus)

[Verse 3]

Leave his life for me

And I'm a make sure his ass gon suffer

Heard he was a fed, I'm a blow up off his cover

He didn't already warn my mother, man I wish I could duck it

But fuck it, I done already snorted past my budget

His life, I'm a rush it

Dead quick with a bang

Cause now muthafucka, take a damn thing where I hang

(Chorus