6 N Tha Mornin lyrics

Verse One:

6 `n tha mornin` police at my do` *door knocking*
Fresh Nike`s squeak across my bathroom flo`
Out my back window I made my escape
Didn`t even get a chance to grab my Bout It Bout It tape
Man with no music but I`m happy cause I`m free
In the streets is a place for a playa to be
Got a knot in my pocket when I unleashed the green
Gold tank around my neck my pistol`s close at hand
I`m a self made millionaire in these silly streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just livin in tha city is a serious task
Didn`t know what cops wanted, din`t have time to ask

*drum break followed by gunshot 3X*
Unnnnnnggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Verse Two:

See my homeboys coolin way way out
Told them bout my mornin, cold bugged em out
Shot a lil dice til my knees got sore
Kicked around some stories bout the night befo`
TRU to the corner where the fly girls chill
TRU action to some freak until one bitch got ill
She started actin silly, simply would not quit
Called us all punk pussy said we all wasn`t shit
As we walked over to her hoe continued to speak
So we beat the bitch down in the back of the street *screams*
But just livin in the city is a serious task
Tha bitch didn`t know what hit her didn`t have time to ask

*drum break followed by gunshot 3X*
Unnnnnnngggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Verse Three:

Continued clockin freaks with a nice posterior
Roll in an Expedition with the leather interior
Would bring tha teekies but tha ride was rough
Bust a left turn, was on South Broad
Silkk the Shocker was the driver known to get free tell
Had the beepe going off like a high school bell *be