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
how ya work that thing you make a mother fuckin thug wanna sing and baby baby can?t you see we gunna be fuckin till 6 in the morning [Biggie] Now I
t want beef with me Cause they know they gotta pay for talkin shit but the sheets is free And ain't nuttin to shoot the club up You don't want drama in
woke about 6 in the mornin gotta get paid fuck moanin and groanin hit the block get the truck rollin (rollin) by the night time our pockets is swollen (swollen) I woke about 6
t want nothing from a n-gga he all kinds of lame try doing what you doing but it?s out of range n-ggas taking shot?s, don?t know how to aim don?t know
free And ain't nuttin to shoot the club up You don't want drama in this motherfucker throw them dubs up Jacob got the wrists on chill And N.W.A. chain
Catch me at da hot spots, i dot, ice rocks Bounce wit a bad bitch, twist her back in tight nots [Verse 6: madd rapper] So ya'll niggaz don't wanna play