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