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Текст песни Souls Of Mischief - What a Way to Go Out

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I wanna join a gangThey`ll have my back with gatsWe`ll walk in packs and stack g`sBut yo, I lack these qualitiesI gotta kill a fool, steal his wallet, key, and IDBut I need encouragementInitiation ain`t enough for me to snuff an innocent foolYo I got school on MondaySo one way, or another I`ma fell badI need to gain acceptance cuz my reps` been in the trash canI`m blasting, asking can I join, cuz the big night`s hereI got a slight fear I might hear gunshots in my directionCuz the slums got a ton of niggas flexingI started stepping and there stood this young girlLoaded my hollow tips and followed the dipPulled my shotty on the hotty and I blasted the bitchWish I woulda known it was my little sisNiggas wanna step, let `em, I`m gonna get `emPull the trigger finger then I wet `emI learned that from my pops, now I wanna pop cops and shitSlang hots and rocks to hitGet mine the only way possibleI gots to pull some starts, but niggas starts some bullCool, can I kill him? of course I canI know I can, because I call myself the manI`m out cruising the block that I own smoking a SwisherWhen all the rocks are gone, I will be richerFiends keep me paid, each day is mine to lounge inTo broke niggas how`s that sounding?Niggas wish they had my ends- even my friendsThey look with envy as I step out of my BenzHere I am, then they sprayed meHey, G, I never thought nobody`d fade me- yo I went out[Chorus:] "What a way to go out, out like a sucka"My man, peep it, I used to keep thisNew shank inside my bomber for dramaOn the ave, my boy checked meLet me know he didn`t see me as a v-e-tNigga, I said see that bitch at the ready-teller getting cash?Bet that ass I`ma kill herGotta let these niggas know I ain`t no suckaPulled out the shank, grabbed the bank, then I stuck herWhat the- why did I fade her?I shoulda saved it, put it in my pocket for laterBut hey, the crew knows I`m true, though- that countsPlus I got back when I`m outchillinI get top b-illinUntil with my li`l friends the cops caught meGod-damn, the sentance they gave meI`m in the pen with no cloutBut yo, I didn`t go outHoly mackerel, that girl got the fat bootyLike Pam Greer, these niggas is squareSo I stepped near with no fearI drive a Lexus, she got the Nexxus flowing hairTo make a nigga wanna stareKicked the Cassanova then I drove her to the castleGot the freak undressed with no hassleThe butt was firm, made the funky worm stiffenReached for my condom, damn, a fat rip inThe packaging, the lubrication was all dried upHope that the rubber don`t ride upPosted in the wallet for eons, the neon green was fadedBroke on the first stroke, I shoulda waitedA year later, caught the flu from SonyaShot through the clinic, they said it was pneumoniaCaused by HIV breaking down the immune system. . .CASUAL: (That was my motherphuckin man, damn I miss him)[CHORUS]

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