Luyện nghe bài hát 6 A.M.

I asked him he wanted me to hustle up his bail, but he "no"
He just didn't give a anymore

Six in the morning, police at my
Six in the morning, at my door
Six in the morning, police at my
Six in the morning, police at my

would say "bling-bling," if my jewels could talk
So you can still see me shining when the room dark
I'm like Tony Danza, show you who's the boss
Teach my worker who's the fiends and who's the
It's a lot of niggas out trying to they hard
'Til you hit they cousin up, and make them they aunt
Yo, I would wild out and let the just spark
But you know how the hood be when screwed your start
All the tournaments was cool to watch
Bet your money: lose a little, or a lot
beat us by one point; yeah, them dudes was sharp
But I'm a sore loser, so I had to up the park
I wouldn't of robbed man if the fool was smart
But a fool and his money will depart
Then I went to my crib, went to sleep 'bout
I woke up, police was at my door, damn

Six in the morning, police at my
Six in the morning, police at my
Six in the morning, police at my
Six in the morning, at my door

Just the dice game out, that's the truth, babe
to hit the crib, take a shower, watch a bootleg
Glad popped off, got to get the bag out of the crib
dropped off, so it can get knocked off
Then I got a sharp in my chest
knowing I ain't supposed to have it in the place I rest
Yes - but a half a joint in there
Two .40 cals the hollow points in there
Few bricks of diesel, couple pounds of
Gallon of the water, plus a circles
A man hit me, saying that he'd be here in a
All I've got to do is wrap it, and it down to the rented
By now, a little past five
And I'm trying to roll, could barely open my eyes
Next thing I know, she me a massage
Instead of up rich, I woke up to a surprise

Six in the morning, at my door
Six in the morning, at my door
Six in the morning, at my door
Six in the morning, at my door

It "six in the morning, police at my door"
At five in the morning, I was up in this
At four in the morning, we was out the club
A few before that, I was getting fresh in the store
Now a before that, I was at the car lot
convertible so I can make the broad drop
A a mill in cash off a three-month run
Them rubber bands stacks in ten-G sums
Police is on our 'cause we dump guns
So when Gang's outside, motherfucker, just run
We just dumb, like the hyphy
I told you life was a bitch, not the type
Help you get the bricks, if the price is right
you standing on the strip in the icy whites
Season of heirs, we in the V switching
the top, blowing weed in the air
She's her ass, and
Next think I know, I've got a all in my face
me all kinds of questions
I know shit but get my lawyer

Six in the morning, police at my
Six in the morning, police at my
Six in the morning, police at my
Six in the morning, at my door