Luyện nghe bài hát 6 'n The Morning

6'N the morning' police at my
Fresh squerk across the bathroom floor
Out the back window I 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 my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the streets
Remotely controlled by hip hop beats
But just livin' in the city is a serious
Didn't know the cops wanted
have the time to ask

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

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

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

I bought a Benz the money the rest went to clothes
Went to the strted pimpin' the hoes
My hair had grew long on my seven stay
And I got it done on my shoulders it lay
Hard the joint but fly to my heart
I want no trouble but the shit had to start
Out with my crew some ounks got
Shot gun blasts throug the crowd
Six punks hit two died
All appiled to their side
lives has to pass just for talking much trash
We know who they were - No one had the time to ask

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

The rollers chase at a serious speed
One conviction was all I need
This was for real
was no La-Di-Da-Di
Cause the boys had to pin the on somebody
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 police car
And all I was thinkin was one
Bust a move into an and did it right
And me and my vrew gone into the night
Broke to my old lady's who drew me a
She even know what happend
Didn't Didn't ask

Qwe made love like on top of the sheets
This girlie was my a natural freak
She ran her tonuge over each and every of me
she rocked my amadeus as I watched TV
A technican a mission that's what she was
If there had been a crowd she would of got an
This girl did on earth to me that could be done
The she backed off and teased me so I couldn't
Then she got stupid pushed me on the floor
Had me beggin' to stop as I was for more
After she waxed by she let me crash
She her lovin' was def
She waste time to ask

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

Fell a sleep on the and so did he
Woke up in N.Y.C
Called up my posse when I got
Hit the Latin qarter Square
Devil's nest the rest we passed
Back doored the Palladium just for
4 am we crashed the deuce
We never catch static my boys got juice
it to the Bronx to rest our heads
Where a shoot out off mine people lay dead
It sounded like it with a mac 10 blast

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