| I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| Gotta put my life on the line for this shit
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| When I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| Free Cougar
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| Ayy when I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| On dead homies, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| Ayy when I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| Ayy when I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| On dead homies, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| Ayy when I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| I done put my life on the line for this here
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| I done lost a hundred my niggas just this year
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| Popped a hundred pills, the pain is still there
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| Shed a hundred tears, the pain is still there
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| Dead homies, all this red on me stand for somethin'
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| Nigga ever take the stand, he ain’t hearin' nothin'
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| Panic button, think he bit off more than he can chew
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| D a dork, Pokémon, blood a Pikachu
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| It’s an easy hundred shells when I’m breezin' through
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| Either chicken noodle soup or you can keep it boo
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| We in tune, tapped in to what it’s talkin' 'bout it
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| He died squeezing for Lil Diamond, he hit rock bottom
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| When I go out, I’ma go out like a perc or somethin'
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| I’ma go out with a vengeance, tryna murder somethin'
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| I’ma go out with this forty blammin' thirty somethin'
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| They gave my brother forty years, he doin' thirty of it
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| Ayy when I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| On dead homies, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| Ayy when I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| Ayy when I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| On dead homies, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| Ayy when I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| I’ma go out like my dead homies, truer live
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| I’ma go out showin' niggas what this fully like
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| You ain’t thump it up in public then it’s suicide
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| Anybody with you that ain’t slide, tell 'em move aside
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| Where you from? |
| Let me know when niggas do decide
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| Beat the Mozzy out the curb 'til it’s brutalized
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| Washin' cars just to get lil' bruh a suit and tie
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| Thinkin' back when I was broke, damn that blew the high
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| Count a hundred on the sofa, doin' movie time
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| Put a hundred killers on and gave Ru the shine
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| So when I go out, make sure they big dog a nigga
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| I ain’t never double-pumped when you call a nigga, hey
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| Ayy when I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| On dead homies, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| Ayy when I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| Ayy when I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| On dead homies, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| Ayy when I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| Boom boom boom, shots fired, they thought I was dead
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| Hit the floor, numbed up, I couldn’t feel my legs
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| They tried to even out the score but we still ahead
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| Leave him on the stretcher bed for the ambulance
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| We ain’t sending warning shots, that’s irrelevant
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| Niggas acting like civilians for a settlement
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| Everybody talkin' 'bout smoke, we inhaling it
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| Sending mines too if my brother let his metal kick
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| If I call my vultures, let it blow until your melon split
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| Watch who call shooters 'cause there’s shooters out here tellin' it
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| When we maneuver, they be clueless, really scampin' shit
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| Ill Gang Mozzy, murder posse, no amateur
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| Come to your candlelight, fuck all your cameras up
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| Took some real niggas so you know I’m never lettin' up
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| You can’t go to war, won’t have no money or your weapons up
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| I’ma go out how I’m 'posed to, ain’t no switchin' up
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| Ayy when I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| On dead homies, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| Ayy when I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| Ayy when I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| On dead homies, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| Ayy when I go out, I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| I’ma go out like my dead homies
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| Describe what you’d expect to see at a typical Mozzy show
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| You finna see hella thots and Glocks in that motherfucker |