Текст (слова) песни: Master P - 6 `n Tha Mornin`

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 *beeper sounds*
Looked in the mirror, what did we see
Fuckin blue lights, N.O.P.D.
Pig searched our car cause they day was made
Found an uzi, fo`-fo`, and a hand grenade
They t-rew us in the county house, power with lock
No more freaks to see, no more shows to rock
Didn`t want no trouble but the shit must fly
Squabble with this fuckin hater, shanked him in the eye
But just livin in the county is a serious task
Nigga didn`t know what happened didn`t have time to ask

*drum break followed by gunshot 3X*
UnnnnnnnnggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhH!

We bout it bout it
Now I say "Wus up to Ice-T"
This from tha old to tha new generation
This is what hip-hop`s all about
We represent baby
From tha south to tha north to the east coast mid-west
It ain`t nutin but luv
I want to say whats up to Bobby Brown, Andrew Shack
For hookin this & we outty outty
Like 6 `n tha Mornin, you heard me?
I told y`all we`re no limit
Represent baby
Unnnnggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Master P - 6 `n Tha Mornin` 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 beeper sounds Looked in the mirror, what did we see Fuckin blue lights, N.O.P.D. Pig searched our car cause they day was made Found an uzi, fo`-fo`, and a hand grenade They t-rew us in the county house, power with lock No more freaks to see, no more shows to rock Didn`t want no trouble but the shit must fly Squabble with this fuckin hater, shanked him in the eye But just livin in the county is a serious task Nigga didn`t know what happened didn`t have time to ask drum break followed by gunshot 3X UnnnnnnnnggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhH! We bout it bout it Now I say "Wus up to Ice-T" This from tha old to tha new generation This is what hip-hop`s all about We represent baby From tha south to tha north to the east coast mid-west It ain`t nutin but luv I want to say whats up to Bobby Brown, Andrew Shack For hookin this & we outty outty Like 6 `n tha Mornin, you heard me? I told y`all we`re no limit Represent baby Unnnnggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни 6 `n Tha Mornin`: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/5068.html Все тексты песен: Master P » Master P - Crazy Bout Ya » Master P - 6 `n Tha Mornin` » Master P - Half On A Bag Of Dank » Master P - Say Brah » Master P - 4, 3, 2, 1 (E-Dub Remix) » Master P - Tell `Em » Master P - Get Yo Mind Right » Master P - Bangin` » Master P - In Tha Beginning ... There Was Rap » Master P - Gangstas Need Love » Master P - Pockets Gone Stay Fat » Master P - Weed and Money » Master P - Respect My Game » Master P - Playaz From the South » Master P - We Riders » Master P - Trick or Treat Whodi » Master P - Throw Em Up » Master P - You Know I`m a Hoe » Master P - No More Tears » Master P - Mr. Ice Cream Man Рекомендуем скачать: » Умка и Броневичок - Беги, королева » Устинов Юрий - Четвертая песня о ветре » Успенская Люба - Банкет » Успенская Люба - Ветер » Умка и Броневичок - Гуси-лебеди » Устинов Юрий - Издалека » Умка и Броневичок - Играть в своё лото » Умка и Броневичок - Белый конь » Утесов Леонид - Бублики » Умка и Броневичок - Девочка с бородой » Успенская Люба - Витёк » Устинов Юрий - Что собирает Какаду? » Уматурман - Стрела » Умка и Броневичок - О Китай » Умка и Броневичок - Керуак » Умка и Броневичок - Реинкарнация » Успенская Люба - Мужики » Утесов Леонид - Джаз-болельщик » Устинов Юрий - Руки опустив, стоишь на перекрестке » Умка и Броневичок - Не стреляйте в музыканта
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