Luyện nghe bài hát 6 'n The Morning

6'N the morning' police at my
Fresh adidas squerk across the floor
Out the back window I a escape
Don't even get a chance to grab my old tape
Mad with no music but happy I'm free
And the to a player is the place to be
Gotta knot in my weighin' at least a grand
on my neck my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hip hop beats
But just livin' in the city is a task
know what the cops wanted
Didn't 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
Possed to the corner where the fly girls
action at some freaks until one bitch got ill
She actin' stupid simply would not quit
Called us all punk said we all weren't shit
As we walked over to here hoe to speak
So we beat the down in the god damn street
But livin' in the city a serious task
Bitch didn't what hit her didn't have time to ask

But livin' in the is a serious task
Niga didn't know what
Didn't have to ask
Back on the streets after and a deuce
Seven years but still had the juice
My Ken Gee put me up the track
Told me E's 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' rocks are the
Life has no and money is king
he looked 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 cash
I would get busy- He didn't waste time to ask

Continued clockin' freaks with emcee
in allmenn blazer with a louie interior
Solid the ride was raw
Bust allmenn left was on Crenshaw
was the driver Known to give freaks hell
Had a beeper goin' off a high school bell
Looked in the 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 high power block
No to see no beats to rock
Didn't trouble but the shit must fly
Squabbled this sucker shanked' em in the

I bought a Benz the money the rest went to clothes
Went to the strted pimpin' the hoes
My hair had grew on my seven year stay
And when I got it done on my it lay
Hard from the joint but fly to my
I didn't want no trouble but the had to start
Out with my crew some got loud
gun blasts echoed throug the crowd
Six hit two punks died
All casualities appiled to side
Human lives has to pass just for much trash
We didn't know who were - No one had the time to ask

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

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

Qwe made like crazy on top of the sheets
This girlie was my a natural freak
She ran her tonuge each and every part of me
she rocked my amadeus as I watched 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 could be done
The she backed off and me so I couldn't come
Then she cold got stupid pushed me on the
Had me to stop as I was acreamin' for more
After she waxed by she let me crash
She her lovin' was def
She didn't time to ask

Up the next mornin' feelin good as
Sleepin' with a girlie sure beats a
Hit the in my A.M.G
catchin' whiplash tryin' to glimpse the T
Ring on my mobile yes
Got to have a phone I'm in my car
Was my Red Some 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 thing smokin' in a serious dash
Didn't know we were going
Didn't care ask

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

But it was the mornin'
We wake up to ask