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Song title: Master P - 6 'n Tha Mornin'

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Verse one:

6 n tha mornin police at my do *door knocking*
Fresh nikes squeak across my bathroom flo
Out my back window, I made my escape
Didnt even get a chance to grab my bout it, bout it tape
Man with no music but Im happy cause Im 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 pistols close at hand
Im 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
Didnt know what cops wanted, dint 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 wasnt 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 didnt know what hit her didnt 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
Didnt 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 didnt know what happened didnt 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-hops all about
We represent baby
From tha south to tha north to the east coast mid-west
It aint 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 yall were no limit
Represent baby
Unnnnggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh