Luyện nghe bài hát 6'n The Morning

6'N The Morning,
at my door,
Fresh Nike sneakers my bedroom floor.
Out my window,
I my escape ,
Didn't even have a chance to grab my Bale tape.
Man no music,
But I'm that I'm free.
In the streets is a place for a to be.
Got a in the pocket,
When the grain.
tank around my neck,
My close at hand.
I'm a made millionaire in the city streets,
We both be be hip hop beat,
But just living in the city is a tale,
Didn't what the cops wanted,
Didn't time the ask.

See my home boys way, way out,
Told them bout my called "Bug them Out".
a little dice till my legs got sore,
Kick around some stories bout the before.
True to the comma were the fly cheer,
Two freaks,
One got killed.
She started silly,
Simply not quit.
Called us all punk say we all are shit.
As we over to her,
The hoe to speak,
So we the bitch down in the back alley streets.
But just in the city is a serious tale,
The didn't know what hit her,
Didn't time to ask.
clock freaks with misfestior,
Rolling expedision with the interior.
Wood TV,
The was raw.
a left turn,
Was all burst.
a shocker was the driver.
On a tale,
Had the going off like a high school bell.
in the mirror,
did we see,
Fucking blue and no PD.
Pig search I 'cause the day was made,
Found a ozzoe 4 4 and a grenade.
They through us in the power wit block,
No more to see,no more shows to rock.
Didn't what no trouble,but the must fly,
Squad them wit the fucking hatey,squab in the eye.
But just living in the is a serious crime,
The nigga didn't what happened,didn't have time to
ask.