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We ain't goin out like that Coming out the slums Its the hoodlums I'm pullin my gat out On all you bums So bring it on When you wanna come fight This outlaw kickin' Like Billy Ray Cypress Hill, chill I'll bust that grill Grab my gat And load up the steele And if you wanna get Drastic I pull out my plastic Glock automatic synthetic Material burial Plots in order Heading down To the Mexican border Smoking that smelly Norther Cali Gonna put the slug In Captain Omelly Ho hum Hear the gat come woo woo Letras de cancionesLet me see what you do Its a sin to kill a man But I'll be damn If I don't take a stand We ain't goin' out like that We ain't goin' out like that I'm high strung Think I'm sprung Cuz I don't live On the hum drum Where I'm from The gats be smokin' I'll be damn If you think I'm jokin' No thats how I come With the static Erratic four five automatic Screamin at ya The red lights beaming at No need To have to run after The punk ass hook In the oven I'll cook Dig the grave For the one who got Played Now he's under Don't make Stevie Wonder Why cuz he'll testify We ain't goin' out like that We ain't goin' out like that I got ya thinkin' What the fuck is this Lettin' ya know I take care of business Can I get a witness To verify when I depict this Style what makes You ecstatic tragic When I got to Pull out the magic Buddah when I roll With my kru I'll bet ya One time can't find my hootah In the vehicle With the belt unbuckled Pigs rollin' up But he ain't that subtle Pull to the curb So we exchange a few word But he got me stirred Up enough to grab the Handcuff I'll huff and puff And blow ya head off We ain't goin' out like that We ain't goin' out like that From Letras Mania