Luyện nghe bài hát Mask Down

What? Young Noble
Get it

For the world, my girl, my kid, my dog
And I know you mad at Pac for creating the
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 the stressing and the blessing
For the hurt, the work, the Smurfs in the
For the schools, the tools, the rules, the
For the dead, the fed, the over here
For the wild, the style, it started in the

For the street, the beat, the with the heat
For the Lawz, the dogs, we do this shit for
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 your heat because crazy after dark nigga

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

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

For the life, the stripes, the knife and the
For the Ya the Yo, the with the blow for the drops
The coupes, the off the roof, tor the niggas
The bitches, the trigger finger 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 [unverified] for the bitches who be Ya
Watching all my moves for the rise and fall of mine and
Yeah, from the cradle, I was born an outlaw

Getting paid, laid all day, everyday
Niggas hate, don't matter, we come up anyway
Edi Ahmeen, outlaw bring your down raw
Peep this scheme, now all calling them nigga holocaust
And of course we enforce everything we spitting here

Yo you smell something funky hear that's
We just here, in this year, niggas, get it clear
See there shares disappear, we coming the rear
Got you running in

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

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

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 bitch back up
Ya, yo, we outta mask up and hit ass up

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

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

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

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

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