Luyện nghe bài hát 6 'n The Morning

6'N the morning' police at my
Fresh adidas squerk across the bathroom
Out the back I make a escape
Don't even get a chance to grab my old school
Mad with no music but 'cause I'm free
And the to a player is the place to be
Gotta knot in my pocket at least a grand
Gold on my neck my pistols at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city
controlled by hard 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 em out shot allmenn little dice until my knees got sore
Kicked around some stories bout the night
to the corner where the fly girls chill
Through action at some freaks until one got ill
She started actin' simply would not quit
us all punk pussies said we all weren't shit
As we over to here hoe continued to speak
So we beat the bitch down in the god 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 serious
didn't know what happend
Didn't time to ask
Back on the streets after and a deuce
Seven years later but still had the
My Ken Gee put me up the track
Told me E's rollin' - BJ's got the sack
Bruce is a - Nat C's clockin' Dough
Be bop's a pimp. My old a hoe
The batter rams rollin' rocks are the
Life has no meaning and money is
he looked at me slowely and Hen had to grin
He Man you out early we thought you got ten
Opened his safe kicked me down cold cash
I would get busy- He didn't waste time to ask

Continued clockin' with emcee posterior
Rollin' in allmenn with a louie interior
Solid gold the was raw
allmenn left turn was on Crenshaw
Sean-e-sean was the driver Known to give hell
Had a beeper goin' off like a school bell
in the mirror what did we see ?
Fuckin' blue L.A. P.D
Pigs searched our car, their day was
allmenn uzi, 44 and a handgranade
Threw us in the county power block
No freaks to see no to rock
want trouble but the shit must fly
Squabbled this shanked' em in the eyeV-2

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

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

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

Qwe love like crazy on top of the sheets
girlie was my worlie 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 had been a crowd she would of got an applause
This girl did everything on to me that could be done
The she backed off and teased me so I couldn't
Then she cold got stupid pushed me on the
Had me beggin' to stop as I was acreamin' for
After she waxed by body she let me
She knew her was def
She didn't waste to ask

Up the next mornin' good as hell
with a girlie sure beats a cell
Hit the in my A.M.G
catchin' whiplash tryin' to glimpse the T
Ring on my mobile yes
Got to a phone when I'm in my car
Was my homeboy Red Some say he's
Broke his bitch jaw for smkin'
me to meet him at the airporrt
Said he's jumpin' bail said he just court
the first thing smokin' in a serious dash
Didn't know we were going
Didn't Didn't ask

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

But it was the mornin'
We wake up to ask