What A Way To Go Out Lyrics - 93 'til Infinity - Souls Of Mischief

I wanna join a gang they'll have my back with gats 

We'll walk in packs and stack G's but yo I lack these qualities 

I gotta kill a fool steal his wallet key and ID but I need encouragement 

Initiation ain't enough for me to snuff an innocent fool 

Yo I got school on Monday so one way or another I'ma feel bad 

I need to gain acceptance 'cuz my reps' been in the trash can 

I'm blasting asking can I join, 'cuz the big night's here 

I got a slight fear I might hear gunshots in my direction 

'Cuz the slums got a ton of niggas flexing 

I started stepping and there stood this young girl 

Loaded my hollow tips and followed the dip 

Pulled my shotty on the hotty and I blasted the bitch 

Wish I woulda known it was my little sis 

Niggas wanna step, let 'em, I'm gonna get 'em 

Pull the trigger finger then I wet 'em 

I learned that from my pops, now I wanna pop cops and shit 

Slang hots and rocks to hit get mine the only way possible 

I gots to pull some starts but niggas starts some bull 

Cool, can I kill him? Of course I can 

I know I can because I call myself the man 

I'm out cruising the block that I own smoking a Swisher 

When all the rocks are gone, I will be richer 

Fiends keep me paid, each day is mine to lounge in 

To broke niggas how's that sounding? 

Niggas wish they had my ends even my friends 

They look with envy as I step out of my Benz 

Here I am, then they sprayed me 

Hey, G, I never thought nobody would fade me 

Yo I went out 

What a way to go out 

Out like a sucka 

My man, peep it, I used to keep this new shank 

Inside my bomber for drama on the ave, my boy checked me 

Let me know he didn't see me as a V E T 

Nigga, I said see that bitch at the ready-teller getting cash? 

Bet that ass I'ma kill her gotta let these niggas know I ain't no sucka 

Pulled out the shank, grabbed the bank, then I stuck her 

What the why did I fade her? I shoulda saved it 

Put it in my pocket for later 

But hey, the crew knows I'm true, though that counts 

Plus I got back when I'm out chillin' I get top billin' 

Until with my lil' friends the cops caught me 

God-damn, the sentence they gave me 

I'm in the pen with no clout but yo, I didn't go out 

Holy mackerel, that girl got the fat booty 

Like Pam Greer, these niggas is square so I stepped near with no fear 

I drive a Lexus, she got the Nexus flowing hair 

To make a nigga wanna stare 

Kicked the Casanova then I drove her to the castle 

Got the freak undressed with no hassle 

The butt was firm, made the funky worm stiffen 

Reached for my condom, damn, a fat rip in 

The packaging, the lubrication was all dried up 

Hope that the rubber don't ride up 

Posted in the wallet for eons, the neon green was faded 

Broke on the first stroke, I shoulda waited 

A year later, caught the flu from Sonya 

Shot through the clinic, they said it was pneumonia 

Caused by HIV breaking down the immune system 

That was my motherfuckin' man, damn I miss him 

What a way to go out 

Out like a sucka