Luyện nghe bài hát 6 A.M.

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

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

They would say "bling-bling," if my could talk
So you can still see me shining the room gets dark
I'm like Tony Danza, I'll you who's the boss
Teach my worker who's the and who's the narcs
It's a lot of niggas out trying to they hard
'Til you hit cousin up, and make them move they aunt
Yo, I would wild out and let the just spark
But you know how the hood be when someone screwed start
All the basketball tournaments was to watch
Bet money: lose a little, or lose a lot
They beat us by one yeah, them dudes was sharp
But I'm a loser, so I had to shoot up the park
I of robbed your man if the fool was smart
But a and his money will soon depart
Then I went to my crib, went to 'bout four
When I 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, police at my

Just aired the dice out, that's the truth, babe
'Bout to hit the crib, take a shower, a bootleg
Glad nothing popped off, got to get the bag out of the
dropped off, so it can get knocked off
Then I got a sharp in my chest
About knowing I ain't to have it in the place I rest
Yes - but it's a a joint in there
Two .40 cals with the hollow points in
Few bricks of diesel, pounds of purple
Gallon of the water, a thousand circles
A man hit me, saying 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 barely my eyes
thing I know, she giving me a massage
Instead of waking up rich, I up to a surprise

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, at my door

It goes: "six in the morning, at my door"
At five in the morning, I was up in this
At in the morning, we was out the club door
A few hours before that, I was fresh in the store
Now a before that, I was at the car lot
Thinking convertible so I can make the drop
A half a mill in off a three-month 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 just dumb, like the hyphy
I told you life was a bitch, not the wifey
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 gears
Dropping the top, blowing in the air
She's her ass, and
Next I know, I've got a detective all in my face
me all kinds of questions
I don't shit but get my lawyer

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, at my door