Luyện nghe bài hát Six in the Morning

[Intro:
morning
Haha, wake mother fuckin asses up
You with us or
Well come on then, you what time it is
sleepin on my group bitch!

[Verse 1:
For whatever worth it's worth me havin my ass whipped
Cause I'ma have da last lips to ever kiss ass ( kiss )
I just can't get past these little
wanna be rauny bad asses so bad
And they so mad they can't it
Cause we can and can't spit (Haawk)
And they can't it like a man
And when it just happens
And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a an then it isn't rap is it?
Hip-Hop isn't a sport anymore when you got to go and resort back into shit
Maybe I'm old but my pashion
Is to smash anyone rappin without a slappin
Believe me I'd much pick up a pencil than a pistol but I'm pissed now
But it all depends on just how far it get's on the mic
Cause I'm tellin you now your not gonna like it
Cause if I get pushed over the then I'm pullin you with me
You poke a at a pitbull you get bit B
These words to you like crazy glue
When you diss me cause they bounce off me like bullets do fifty!
I'm the beatiful-est thing and your gonna miss me when I'm
Like Murry when he threw a stool and hit a girl acci-dently (argghhh!!)
I do this with Swifty, Kon and Kuniva, Bizzy & are you with me?

[Chorus:
Good mornin' everybody mornin'
Kick your shoes off fuckers come on in
Cause we get it on until the break of an
Wake your ass up quit yawnin
we ain't leavin till 6 in the mornin
So have a sing along with the to the song an
If you know the words and you can't sing along then
Fake you know 'em motherfucker an join in
Everybody mornin'

2: Swifty]
Its in the media pitted me of a starter
In a party heat it's hard to keep me without one
snubs I'm walkin clubs with a shotgun
Constantly slugs they hot son, better not run
The bosses of all a haluocaust to whoever ain't concious
In a full of dark shit,
I'ma gothic death prophet, you breathin
You die quicker than speed without bleedin
It ain't what you readin
When you me better speak like a season's greetins
Either that or be beefin free when
You niggaz need a 'E' to speak shit!
leader is a botique bitch
Keep the heater you can reach quick
I snipe you with it and we won't even keep it a
Nigga I did it from a mind of a patient
When glocks wave you can save conversation for satan
You

[Chorus:
Good mornin' good mornin'
Kick your shoes off mother fuckers on in
Cause we get it on until the break of an
Wake your ass up motherfuckers quit
Cause we ain't leavin 6 in the mornin
So have a sing along the words to the song an
If you don't know the words and you sing along then
Fake you know 'em motherfucker an join in
Everybody good

3: Kon Artis]
Yo yo I heard you niggas don't us
But so what this is like
'What the fuck did he say in his rap
I can see that he's a punk
I mean niggaz squeeze on me
Please I'm seeing
I don't no enemies, as my family a couple trucks
Am I empty seein them white I emtpy out them white to you
In of every reporter that I don't like
No need for I get yours across when I write
So emotions enough to say "fuck you bitch, shit I like you, WHAT!"
I might as well give this up like heavy
And just fuck an D12 and this blunt
We can't self
never felt it this much
on fellas, get up
We got to fight like Bugs last night of his come on

4: Kuniva]
I walk with a limp, pistol hangin the hip
I'm awkward and quick enough an sick when sparkin a
Your carcus is even the beef is partially thick
We can't take you serious, you a skit
You probaly wish that you could be out them G's
But the only you shoot is the breeze
I can't believe you speaking on key's
But time we hear you kick it
The only thing that you sellin is tickets
I look wicked cause niggas will test your nut
So when they bust you better back
And get your guts clapped outa your
And when want it (yeah)
I a hundred niggas from runave
So get to and if you comin

[Chorus:
Good everybody good mornin'
Kick your off mother fuckers come on in
Cause we get it on until the of dawn an
your ass up motherfuckers quit yawnin
Cause we leavin till 6 in the mornin
So have a sing along with the to the song an
If you know the words and you can't sing along then
Fake you know 'em motherfucker an join in
good mornin'