Luyện nghe bài hát Mask Down

What? Young nigga
Get it

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

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 party's over
For the wild, the style, it in the Claire

For the street, the beat, the niggas the heat
For the Lawz, the dogs, we do this for y'all
For the jails, the cells, the on your mail
For the pain, the rain, the fuckin' game
For the heart, the narcs, the niggas in the
And you have to have your 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
Click clack up, I'm mashing for my bitch back 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 mashing for my
clack up, I'm mashing for my team 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 days with the for the drops
The coupes, the off the roof, tor the niggas
The bitches, the trigger finger for the hoods
The 'burbs, the homies the herb for the safe combination

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

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

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

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

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

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 up and hit they 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 for my team bitch back up
We outta up and hit they ass up

It's the life of cash, full of gats, full 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 plenty of to earn and plenty of money to burn

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

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

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