Luyện nghe bài hát 6 A.M.

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

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

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

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, at my door

aired the dice game out, that's the truth, babe
'Bout to hit the crib, take a shower, a bootleg
Glad popped off, got to get the bag out of the crib
Goose off, so it can get knocked off
Then I got a pain in my chest
About knowing I ain't supposed to have it in the place I
Yes - but a half a joint in there
Two .40 cals with the hollow points in
Few of diesel, couple 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 it, and bring it down to the rented
By now, a little past five
And I'm still trying to roll, could barely open my
Next thing I know, she giving me a
of waking up rich, I woke up to a surprise

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

It "six in the morning, police 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 fresh in the store
Now a week 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 ten-G lump
is on our back 'cause we dump guns
So when Bird outside, motherfucker, just run
We dumb, like the hyphy life
I you life was a bitch, not the wifey type
you get the right bricks, if the price is right
Catch you 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 think I know, I've got a detective all in my
Asking me all of questions
I don't shit but get my lawyer

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