Luyện nghe bài hát 6 'n The Morning

6'N the police at my door
Fresh squerk across the bathroom floor
Out the back I make a escape
Don't even get a chance to my old school tape
Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm
And the to a player is the place to be
Gotta knot in my weighin' at least a grand
Gold on my neck my pistols close at
I'm a self-made of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hip hop beats
But just livin' in the city is a serious
Didn't know the cops wanted
Didn't have the to ask

Seen my coolin' way out told 'em bout my mornin'
Cold bugged' em out shot allmenn dice until my knees got sore
Kicked around some stories bout the night
Possed to the corner where the fly chill
Through action at some until one bitch got ill
She started actin' simply would not quit
us all punk pussies said we all weren't shit
As we walked over to hoe continued to speak
So we the bitch down in the god damn street
But livin' in the city a serious task
Bitch know what hit her didn't have time to ask

But livin' in the county is a task
didn't know what happend
Didn't have to ask
Back on the after five and a deuce
Seven years later but had the juice
My homeboy Ken Gee put me up the
Told me E's rollin' Villain - BJ's got the
Bruce is a giant - Nat C's clockin'
Be a pimp. My old freaks a hoe
The batter rams rollin' are the thing
has no meaning and money is king
Then he at me slowely and Hen had to grin
He said Man you out early we you got ten
Opened his safe kicked me down with cold
Knew I would get busy- He didn't waste to ask

Continued clockin' freaks with posterior
Rollin' in blazer with a louie interior
Solid gold the was raw
Bust left turn was on Crenshaw
Sean-e-sean was the driver to give freaks hell
Had a beeper goin' off like a high bell
in the mirror what did we see ?
Fuckin' lights L.A. P.D
searched our car, their day was made
Found uzi, 44 and a handgranade
Threw us in the county high power
No freaks to see no beats to
Didn't trouble but the shit must fly
Squabbled this shanked' em in the eyeV-2

I bought a Benz with the the rest went to clothes
Went to the strip strted pimpin' the
My had grew long on my seven year stay
And when I got it done on my it lay
from the joint but fly to my heart
I want no trouble but the shit had to start
Out with my some ounks got loud
Shot gun echoed throug the crowd
Six hit two punks died
All appiled to their side
lives has to pass just for talking much trash
We didn't know who they were - No one had the to ask

Swat team yelled hit the floor
in my pocket pulled my 44
Dove across the room out the window
Twenty jumped behind a Pinto
Out the back door like some damn track
Broke an alley jumped into a car
Suckers didn't see us They musta been Blind
Black wire touched red the car was
We hadn't done nothin' but some suckers got
Hit the first turn god damn road
Broke through the and we did it fast
Cops shot us on sight
wouldn't took time to ask

The rollers gave chase at a speed
One more conviction was all I
This was for real
was no La-Di-Da-Di
Cause the boys had to pin the shit on
And me and my crew we known to get ill
We carried for protection but not to kill
We bust a corner doin 60 one car spun
And all I was was murder one
Bust a move an alley and did it right
And me and my vrew we're into the night
to my old lady's who drew me a bath
She even know what happend
care Didn't ask

Qwe made like crazy on top of the sheets
This was my worlie a natural freak
She ran her tonuge over each and every of me
Then she rocked my amadeus as I TV
A technican with a mission that's she was
If had been a crowd she would of got an applause
This girl did everything on earth to me that be done
The she backed off and teased me so I couldn't
Then she cold got stupid me on the floor
Had me beggin' to as I was acreamin' for more
After she waxed by body she let me
She knew her was def
She waste time to ask

Up the next mornin' good as hell
Sleepin' with a girlie sure a cell
Hit the in my A.M.G
Hoe's whiplash tryin' to glimpse the T
on my mobile yes celluar
Got to a phone when I'm in my car
Was my homeboy Red say he's insane
Broke his jaw for smkin' came
Told me to him at the airporrt
Said he's jumpin' bail said he just left
Caught the first thing smokin' in a dash
Didn't know where we going
care Didn't ask

Fell a on the plane and so did he
up chillin' in N.Y.C
Called up my posse I got there
Hit the Latin qarter Union
Devil's nest the rest we passed
Back the Palladium just for class
4 am we crashed the deuce
We never catch static 'cause my got juice
Deuced it to the Bronx to rest our
Where a shoot out jumped off people lay dead
It sounded like it happend with a mac 10

But it was 6'in the
We wake up to ask