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6_'N_The_Mornin'

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6 'N the mornin' police at my door Fresh adidas squerk across the bathroom floor Out of my back window I make a escape Didn't even get a chance to grab my old school tape Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm free And the streets to a player is the place to be Gotta knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand I'm a self-made monster of the city streets Remotely controlled by hard hip hop beats But just livin' in the city is a serious task Didn't know what the cops wanted, didn't have time to ask Seen my homeboys coolin' way, way out Told 'em bout my mornin' cold bugged' em out Shot a little dice until my knees got sore Kicked around some stories 'bout the night before Posed to the corner where the fly girls chill Through action at some freaks until one bitch got ill She started actin' stupid simply would not quit Called us all punk pussies said we all weren't shit As we walked over to here hoe continued to speak So we beat the bitch down in the god damn street But just livin' in the city a serious task Bitch didn't know what hit her didn't have time to ask Continued clockin' freaks with emcee posterior Rollin' in a blazer with a louie interior Solid gold the ride was raw Bust a left turn was on Crenshaw Sean-e-sean was the driver known to give freaks hell Had a beeper goin' off like a high school bell Looked in the mirror what did we see? Fuckin' blue lights L. A. P.D. Pigs searched our car, their day was made Found Uzi, forty-four and a hand grenade Threw us in the county high power block No freaks to see no beats to rock Didn't want trouble but the shit must fly Squabbled with this sucker shanked 'em 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 Back on the streets after five and a deuce Seven years later but still had the juice My homeboy Ken Gee put me up on the track Told me E's rollin' Villain, BJ's got the sack Bruce is a giant, Nat C's clockin' dough Be bop's a pimp, my old freaks a hoe The batter rams rollin', rocks are the thing Life has no meaning and money is king Then he looked at me slowely and Hen had to grin He said, "Man you out early we thought you got ten" Opened up his safe kicked me down with cold cash Knew I would get busy, he didn't waste time to ask I bought a Benz with the money the rest went on clothes Went to the strip started pimpin' the hoes My hair grew long on my seven year stay When I got it done on my shoulders it lay Hard from the joint but fly to my heart I didn't want trouble but the shit had to start Out with my crew some ounks got loud Shot gun blasts echoed throug the crowd Six punks hit two punks died All causalities were applied to their side Human lives has to pass just for talking much trash We didn't know who they were, no one had the time to ask


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