Luyện nghe bài hát 6 'n The Morning

6'N the police at my door
Fresh adidas squerk across the bathroom
Out the back window I make a
Don't even get a chance to my old school tape
Mad with no music but 'cause I'm free
And the streets to a is the place to be
Gotta knot in my pocket weighin' at least a
Gold on my neck my close at hand
I'm a self-made of the city streets
controlled by hard hip hop beats
But just livin' in the is a serious task
Didn't know what the cops
have the time to ask

Seen my homeboys coolin' way out told 'em bout my
Cold bugged' em out allmenn little dice until my knees got sore
Kicked some stories bout the night before
Possed to the where the fly girls chill
action at some freaks until one bitch got ill
She started stupid simply would not quit
Called us all punk said we all weren't shit
As we walked to here hoe continued to speak
So we beat the bitch down in the god street
But just 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
Niga know what happend
Didn't have to ask
on the streets after five and a deuce
Seven years later but still had the
My Ken Gee put me up the track
Told me E's Villain - 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 rocks are the thing
Life has no meaning and is king
Then he looked at me slowely and Hen had to
He Man you out early we thought you got ten
Opened his safe me down with cold cash
Knew I get busy- He didn't waste time to ask

Continued clockin' freaks with posterior
Rollin' in allmenn blazer with a interior
gold the ride was raw
Bust allmenn left was on Crenshaw
Sean-e-sean was the driver Known to give hell
Had a beeper goin' off like a high bell
Looked in the what did we see ?
Fuckin' blue L.A. P.D
Pigs searched our car, their day was
Found allmenn uzi, 44 and a
Threw us in the county high block
No freaks to see no beats to
want trouble but the shit must fly
Squabbled sucker 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 hair had grew long on my seven stay
And when I got it done on my it lay
Hard the joint but fly to my heart
I didn't want no trouble but the had to start
Out with my some ounks got loud
gun blasts echoed throug the crowd
Six punks hit two punks
All casualities to their side
Human lives has to pass just for much trash
We didn't who they were - No one had the time to ask

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

The rollers chase at a serious speed
One more conviction was all I
This shit was for
This was no
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 police car
And all I was thinkin was one
Bust a move an alley and did it right
And me and my vrew we're gone the night
to my old lady's who drew me a bath
She didn't even 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 part of me
she rocked my amadeus as I watched TV
A technican with a that's what she was
If there had a crowd she would of got an applause
This girl did everything on to me that could be done
The she off and teased me so I couldn't come
she cold got stupid pushed me on the floor
Had me beggin' to stop as I was acreamin' for
After she waxed by body she let me
She her lovin' was def
She didn't time to ask

Up the next mornin' good as hell
Sleepin' with a girlie beats a cell
Hit the in my A.M.G
Hoe's catchin' whiplash tryin' to the T
Ring on my yes celluar
Got to a phone when I'm in my car
Was my homeboy Red say he's insane
Broke his bitch jaw for smkin'
me to meet him at the airporrt
Said he's jumpin' 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 on the plane and so did he
Woke up in N.Y.C
Called up my when I got there
Hit the Latin qarter Union
Rooftop Devil's nest the rest we
Back the Palladium just for class
4 am we crashed the deuce
We never catch 'cause my boys got juice
Deuced it to the Bronx to our heads
Where a shoot out jumped off people lay dead
It sounded like it happend a mac 10 blast

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