Luyện nghe bài hát Mask Down

What? Young nigga
Get it

For the world, my girl, my kid, my dog
And I know you mad at Pac for the Outlawz
For the block, cops and the pigeons who
For the dope, the blow, the crime, the dro
For the rhymes, the dimes, the and the time

For the message, the lesson the stressing and the
For the hurt, the work, the in the dirt
For the schools, the tools, the rules, the
For the dead, the fed, the party's here
For the wild, the style, it in the Claire

For the street, the beat, the with the heat
For the Lawz, the dogs, we do shit for y'all
For the jails, the cells, the waiting on mail
For the pain, the rain, the fuckin' game
For the heart, the narcs, the niggas in the
And you have to have heat because it's crazy after dark nigga

For the dough, the creme, the hoes, the
And I'm riding till my life is and mashing for my dreams
clack up, I'm mashing for my team bitch back up
Ya, yo, we outta mask up and hit ass up

For the dough, the creme, the hoes, the
And I'm till my life is through and mashing for my dreams
Click clack up, I'm mashing for my team back up
We mask up and hit they ass up

For the life, the stripes, the and the price
For the Ya the Yo, the with the blow for the drops
The coupes, the off the roof, tor the niggas
The bitches, the finger itching for the hoods
The 'burbs, the homies with the herb for the safe

And keys to place, for the cars, the jewels
The furs, the for the bitches who be copying Ya
all my moves for the rise and fall of mine and yours
Yeah, you're the cradle, I was born an outlaw

paid, getting laid all day, everyday
Niggas hate, don't matter, we gonna up anyway
Edi Ahmeen, bring your team down raw
Peep this scheme, now all them fake nigga holocaust
And of we enforce everything that we spitting here

Yo you smell funky hear that's because
We shitted here, in this year, niggas, get it clear
See there shares disappear, we coming from the
Got you in fear

When the job to be done, I'm there for the cause
Riding and dying for the cause, they'll never
Dick riders and the provide you with guns
That spit hand first, come quick, bang in

Since I hit for the kid, I'm a rider
Somehow I got that'll find you and if you don't like me
And me, there's gonna be problems, I harm 'em
In the arm and leg, right here is you lay

For the dough, the creme, the hoes, the
And I'm riding till my is through and mashing for my dreams
clack up, I'm mashing for my team bitch back up
Ya, yo, we mask up and hit they ass up

For the dough, the creme, the hoes, the
And I'm riding my life is through and mashing for my dreams
Click clack up, I'm mashing for my bitch back up
We outta mask up and hit ass up

It's the full of cash, full of gats, full of hoes
Got hoes for foes, trying to stay up on my toes
In the of the ghetto ain't got nowhere to turn
Just plenty of to earn and plenty of money to burn

When hit the block, go ahead with your shots
Lead for the cops, head full of dots, cremated on the
It's a cycle for the long pay just go the wrong way
Grinding in a strong way, get along, no way at the law

Riding for the cause, coming at door
nigga dead and he don't know what he died for
What about that nigga that struggling, ain't sleeping
What about them kids on the street, ain't right

Outlaw treat 'em like we do it so OG living life
Taking flights, niggas might die tonight
cases in a bloody way, something gotta get a day
You outta mind if you say ain't heard of me