Luyện nghe bài hát 6 In The Morning

[Intro:
good
Haha, wake mother fuckin asses up
You with us or
Well come on then, you know time it is
sleepin on my group bitch!

[Verse 1:
For whatever it's worth it's worth me my ass whipped
Cause have da last lips to ever kiss ass with ( kiss )
I can't get past these little pissants
That wanna be rauny bad so bad
And they so mad can't stand it
Cause we can and they spit (Haawk)
And can't handle it like a man
And that's it just happens
And I and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an then it isn't rap is it?
Hip-Hop isn't a sport anymore when you got to go and resort back that shit
Maybe I'm old but my pashion
Is to smash anyone rappin without havin a
Believe me I'd much rather pick up a pencil than a pistol but I'm now
But it all depends on how far it get's took on the mic
Cause I'm tellin you right now your not like it
if I get pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you with me
You a stick at a pitbull you get bit B
words stick to you like crazy glue
When you diss me cause they bounce off me like bullets do fifty!
I'm the beatiful-est thing and your miss me when I'm gone
Like Murry when he threw a stool and hit a girl acci-dently (argghhh!!)
I do this with Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & are you with me?

[Chorus:
Good mornin' everybody mornin'
Kick your off mother fuckers come on in
Cause we get it on until the break of an
Wake your ass up motherfuckers yawnin
Cause we leavin till 6 in the mornin
So have a sing with the words to the song an
If you know the words and you can't sing along then
Fake like you know 'em motherfucker an in
Everybody mornin'

[Verse 2:
Its in the pitted me of a beef starter
In a party with heat it's hard to me without one
Fuck snubs I'm walkin clubs a shotgun
Constantly popin slugs hot son, better not run
The bosses of all bosses a haluocaust to ain't concious
In a house of dark shit,
gothic death prophet, you stop breathin
You die quicker than mach speed without
It ain't what you readin
you meet me better speak like a season's greetins
Either that or we'll be beefin free
You niggaz need a 'E' to speak shit!
leader is a botique bitch
Keep the heater where you can reach
I you with it and we won't even keep it a secret
Nigga I did it from a of a mental patient
When glocks wave you can save that for satan
You

Eminem]
Good mornin' good mornin'
Kick shoes off mother fuckers come on in
Cause we get it on until the break of an
Wake your ass up quit yawnin
Cause we ain't leavin 6 in the mornin
So a sing along with the words to the song an
If you don't know the words and you can't along then
Fake like you know 'em motherfucker an in
Everybody good

3: Kon Artis]
Yo yo I heard you niggas don't us
But so what this is like
'What the fuck did he say in his rap
I can see that just a punk
I mean these niggaz on me
Please I'm seeing
I need no enemies, as my family a couple trucks
Am I empty seein them white I out them white to fight you
In front of every reporter I don't like
No need for metaphores I get across when I write
So emotions enough to say "fuck you bitch, shit I don't you, WHAT!"
I might as well give this up like sales
And just fuck an D12 and this blunt
We can't self
I've never felt it much
on fellas, get up
We got to fight like Bugs last night of his life on

[Verse 4:
I walk a limp, pistol hangin off-a the hip
I'm and quick enough an sick when sparkin a fith
Your is split even the beef is partially thick
We can't you serious, you a comedy skit
You probaly wish you could be out shootin them G's
But the only thing you shoot is the
I can't believe you on movin key's
But time we hear you kick it
The only thing that you is wolf tickets
I look wicked niggas will test your nut sack
So when they bust you better back
And get your guts outa your stomach
And when want it (yeah)
I bring a hundred niggas from
So get to and if you comin

[Chorus:
Good mornin' good mornin'
your shoes off mother fuckers come on in
Cause we get it on the break of dawn an
Wake your ass up motherfuckers quit
Cause we ain't leavin 6 in the mornin
So have a sing along with the words to the an
If you don't know the words and you can't sing then
Fake like you know 'em an join in
good mornin'