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 who watch
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 in the dirt
For the schools, the tools, the rules, the
For the dead, the fed, the over 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 mutha fuckin'
For the heart, the narcs, the niggas in the
And you have to have your heat it's crazy after dark nigga

For the dough, the creme, the hoes, the
And I'm riding till my is through and mashing for my dreams
Click clack up, I'm 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 till my is through and mashing 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 days with the for the drops
The coupes, the off the roof, tor the niggas
The bitches, the trigger 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 [unverified] for the bitches who be Ya
all my moves for the rise and fall of mine and yours
Yeah, you're from the cradle, I was born an

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

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

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

Since I hit for the kid, I'm a [unverified]
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 riding till my life is and mashing for my dreams
Click clack up, I'm 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 till my is through and mashing for my dreams
Click clack up, I'm mashing for my team bitch up
We mask up and hit they ass up

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

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

Riding for the cause, coming at door
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, ain't eating

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