Mask Down Lyrics - Singles - Outlawz

What? Young Noble nigga 

Get it right 

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 

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 

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 

We outta mask up and hit they ass up 

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, tor 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 [unverified] 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 

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 

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 [unverified] 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 

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 

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 

We outta mask up and hit they ass up 

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 

You're 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