Luyện nghe bài hát 6 A.M.

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

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

They say "bling-bling," if my jewels could talk
So you can still see me shining when the room dark
I'm like Danza, I'll show you who's the boss
my worker who's the fiends 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 tournaments was cool to watch
Bet money: lose a little, or lose a lot
They beat us by one point; yeah, dudes was sharp
But I'm a loser, so I had to shoot up the park
I wouldn't of your man if the fool was smart
But a fool and his will soon depart
Then I went to my crib, went to sleep 'bout
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, at my door
Six in the morning, at my door

Just aired the dice out, that's the truth, babe
to hit the crib, take a shower, watch a bootleg
Glad nothing off, got to get the bag out of the crib
Goose dropped off, so it can get off
Then I got a pain in my chest
About I ain't supposed to have it in the place I rest
Yes - but it's a half a in there
Two .40 cals with the hollow in there
Few bricks of diesel, pounds of purple
Gallon of the water, plus a circles
A man hit me, saying he'd be here in a minute
All I've got to do is wrap it, and it down to the rented
By now, it's a little past
And I'm trying to roll, could barely open my eyes
Next I know, she giving me a massage
Instead of waking up rich, I woke up to a

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

It "six in the morning, police 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 in cash off a three-month run
Them rubber bands stacks in lump sums
Police is on our 'cause we dump guns
So Bird Gang's outside, motherfucker, just run
We just dumb, the hyphy life
I you life was a bitch, not the wifey type
Help you get the bricks, if the price is right
you standing on the strip in the icy whites
Season of heirs, we in the V gears
the top, blowing weed in the air
She's her ass, and
Next I know, I've got a detective all in my face
Asking me all kinds of
I don't know shit but get my

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