Mask Down

What

Young noble nigga

Get it right

Verse 1: young noble

For the world

My girl

My kid

My dog

And i know you mad at pac for creating the outlawz

For the block

Cops and the pigeons who watch

For the dope

The blow

The crime

The dro

For the rhymes

The dimes

The crimes

And the time

For the message

The lesson

The stressing and the blessing

For the hurt

The work

The smurfs in the dirt

For the schools

The tools

The rules

The fools

For the dead

The fed

The party's over here

For the wild

The style

It started in the claire

For the street

The beat

The niggas with the heat

For the lawz

The dogs

We do this shit for y'all

For the jails

The cells

The waiting on your mail

For the pain

The rain

The mutha fuckin game

For the heart

The narcs

The niggas in the park

And you have to have your heat

Because it's crazy after dark nigga

Chorus: 2x

Young noble:

For the dough

The creme

The hoes

The fiends

And i'm riding till my life is through

And mashing for my dreams

Click clack up

I'm mashing for my team

Bitch back up

Ya yo:

We outta mask up

And hit they ass up

Verse 2: ya yo

For the life

The stripes

The knife and the price

For the ya the yo

The days with the blow

For the drops

The coupes

The shots off the roof

For the niggas

The bitches

The trigger finger itching

For the hoods

The 'burbs

The homies with the herb

For the safe combination

And keys 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 mine and yours

Yeah you're from the cradle

I was born an outlaw

Verse 3: edi

Getting paid

Getting laid

All day

Everyday

Niggas hate

Don't matter

We gonna come up anyway

Edi ahmeen

Outlaw

Bring your team down raw

Peep this scheme

Now all calling them fake nigga holocaust

And of course we enforce everything that we spitting here

Yo you smell something funky hear

That's because we just shitted here

In this year

Niggas get it clear

See there shares disappear

We coming from the rear

Got you running in fear

Verse 4: h-rider

When the job needs to be done

I'm there for the cause

Riding and dying for the cause

They'll never come

Dick riders

And the dick provide you with guns

That spit hand first

Come quick

Bang in silence

Since i hit for the kid

I'm a ??? rider

Somehow i got bullets that'll find you

And if you don't like me

And cross me

There's gonna be problems

I harm 'em in the arm and leg

Right here is where you lay

Young noble:

Outlaw

Chorus: 2x

Verse 5: napoleon

It's the life

Full of cash

Full of gats

Full of hoes

Got bullet hoes for foes

Trying to stay up on my toes

In the middle of the ghetto

Ain't got nowhere to turn

Just plenty of money to earn

And plenty of money to burn

When feds hit the block

Go ahead with your shots

Lead for the cops

Head full of dots

Cremated on the spot

It's a cycle for the long pay

Might just go the wrong way

Grinding in a strong way

Get along

No way

Drama at the law

Riding for the cause

Coming at your door

Your nigga dead and he don't know what he died for

What about that nigga that struggling

Ain't sleeping right

What about them kids on the street

Ain't eating right

Outlaw

Treat 'em like we do it so og like

Living life

Taking flights

Niggas might just die tonight

Murder cases in a bloody way

Something gotta get a day

You outta your mind if you say ain't heard of me