Master P - 6 'n Tha Mornin' Lyrics
Verse one:6 n tha mornin police at my do *door knocking*Fresh nikes squeak across my bathroom floOut my back window, I made my escapeDidnt even get a chance to grab my bout it, bout it tapeMan with no music but Im happy cause Im freeIn the streets is a place for a playa to beGot a knot in my pocket when I unleashed the greenGold tank around my neck, my pistols close at handIm a self made millionaire in these silly streetsRemotely controlled by hard hip-hop beatsBut just livin in tha city is a serious taskDidnt know what cops wanted, dint have time to ask*drum break followed by gunshot 3x*UnnnnnnggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhVerse two:See my homeboys coolin way way outTold them bout my mornin, cold bugged em outShot a lil dice til my knees got soreKicked around some stories bout the night befoTru to the corner where the fly girls chillTru action to some freak until one ***** got illShe started actin silly, simply would not quitCalled us all punk ***** said we all wasnt shitAs we walked over to her hoe continued to speakSo we beat the ***** down in the back of the street *screams*But just livin in the city is a serious taskTha ***** didnt know what hit her didnt have time to ask*drum break followed by gunshot 3x*UnnnnnnngggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhVerse three:Continued clockin freaks with a nice posteriorRoll in an expedition with the leather interiorWould bring tha teekies but tha ride was roughBust a left turn, was on south broadSilkk the shocker was the driver known to get free tellHad the beepe going off like a high school bell *beeper sounds*Looked in the mirror, what did we see*****in blue lights, n.o.p.d.Pig searched our car cause they day was madeFound an uzi, fo-fo, and a hand grenadeThey t-rew us in the county house, power with lockNo more freaks to see, no more shows to rockDidnt want no trouble but the shit must flySquabble with this *****in hater, shanked him in the eyeBut just livin in the county is a serious taskNigga didnt know what happened didnt have time to ask*drum break followed by gunshot 3x*Unnnnnnnnggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh!We bout it bout itNow I say wus up to ice-tThis from tha old to tha new generationThis is what hip-hops all aboutWe represent babyFrom tha south to tha north to the east coast mid-westIt aint nutin but luvI want to say whats up to bobby brown, andrew shackFor hookin this & we outty outtyLike 6 n tha mornin, you heard me?I told yall were no limitRepresent babyUnnnnggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
