Luyện nghe bài hát 6 A.M.

I asked him he me to hustle up his bail, but he said "no"
He didn't give a damn anymore

Six in the morning, at my door
Six in the morning, at my door
Six in the morning, at my door
Six in the morning, police at my

They would say "bling-bling," if my jewels could
So you can still see me shining when the room dark
I'm like Tony Danza, I'll you who's the boss
Teach my who's the fiends and who's the narcs
a lot of niggas out trying to prove they hard
'Til you hit they cousin up, and make them they aunt
Yo, I would out and let the Rug' just spark
But you know how the hood be when screwed your start
All the basketball tournaments was to watch
Bet your money: a little, or lose a lot
They beat us by one point; yeah, them was sharp
But I'm a sore loser, so I had to up the park
I wouldn't of your man if the fool was smart
But a fool and his money will soon
Then I went to my crib, went to sleep four
I woke up, police was at my door, damn

Six in the morning, at my door
Six in the morning, at my door
Six in the morning, police at my
Six in the morning, at my door

Just aired the dice out, that's the truth, babe
'Bout to hit the crib, take a shower, a bootleg
nothing popped off, got to get the bag out of the crib
Goose off, so it can get knocked off
I got a sharp pain in my chest
About knowing I supposed to have it in the place I rest
Yes - but a half a joint in there
Two .40 with the hollow points in there
Few bricks of diesel, couple of purple
of the water, plus a thousand circles
A man hit me, that he'd be here in a minute
All I've got to do is wrap it, and bring it to the rented
By now, it's a little past
And I'm still trying to roll, could open my eyes
Next thing I know, she giving me a
Instead of waking up rich, I woke up to a

Six in the morning, police at my
Six in the morning, police at my
Six in the morning, police at my
Six in the morning, police at my

It goes: "six in the morning, at my door"
At in the morning, I was up in this broad
At four in the morning, we was out the door
A few hours before that, I was getting fresh in the
Now a week that, I was at the car lot
Thinking convertible so I can make the broad
A half a mill in cash off a run
Them rubber bands stacks in ten-G sums
Police is on our back 'cause we guns
So when Bird Gang's outside, motherfucker, run
We dumb, like the hyphy life
I you life was a bitch, not the wifey type
Help you get the right bricks, if the price is
you standing on the strip in the icy whites
Season of heirs, we in the V switching
Dropping the top, weed in the air
She's her ass, and
Next I know, I've got a detective all in my face
Asking me all of questions
I don't know shit but get my

Six in the morning, police at my
Six in the morning, police at my
Six in the morning, at my door
Six in the morning, police at my