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Lirik Lagu 6 to 14 in 12 - Youngbloodz

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6 to 14 in 12, y'all motherfuckers slow as hellIt ain't no mo' going to jailCuz' my folk ain't got no mo' bailCuz' first it's me, and then it's youI say first it's me, and then it's you
(J-Bo)Now over the years as a Youngblood, I done walked out and foughtThere's a cost to being brought up, and still I ain't gave a fuckNot easier said than done, it don't matter how many comeThey got you on the lock, striking men into your bumsSometimes I had no fun, now the law done got me trappedWith my back against the wall, some waiting on me to turn it backNow that is that, and this is this, and if you miss, you bound to slipSo watch that shit, just as they ship you, and pimp you, and dick youTakin' you for granted, so nigga you'd besta handle itBefore they catch you slanted, don't panic, you on your ownNow brace yourself, they everywhere off in your town, taking what is left
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(Sean Paul)I woke up quick, thought it was about noonThese drawls had me gone, Victorias and perfumeSee when it too much good, somethin' got to go badJust yesterday got my insurance and tagFeelin' good never bad, on the way to see flat'Tryin' to take it to the crib tell my folks bout the zagNow see I'm in the Lac' so I ain't drivin' too fastJust my luck, I creeps up on they assThe police study beats, settin' up this road blockFound out the hard way it's only 10 o'clockAnd ain't no room to shake the spot, plus everything tightGave em' all my shit, pulled over to the rightAnd what was said in my head "Now I'm all fucked up"Like my square, sir tell me what is all this forI ain't did a damn thang, but I'm back in this wagonHandcuffin' this clown ass nigga still braggin'Ain't a damn thang funny, what the hell this be bout'Tell me where the fuck I'm going, how the hell I get outSee at times like this, you gotta depend on your folkSee we got that lil' bit, but rather spend it on dopeNow I'm out this bitch, see your ass in court6 to 14 in 12, your too slow
Hey what's up man, hey let me get one of them squares from you folkI hope these niggas at the house manDamn man ,these folk got me down hereBout' some motherfuckin' driver's license manWhat kinda shit is that man?Made my hoe walk to the houseMan I hope these niggas at the crib manI gotta get the hell up outta here nowThat's on the blowMan these niggas ain't at the attic manMan, fuck this shit, manI gotta call my momma, man fuck this
Bologna slab was thick, ain't no grits in my bowlTryin' to take it to the crib, and sit on my commodeThey took my license, so now my shit is goneBut me and this Cadillac, we got a mind of our ownWood grain, hill daddy tightReady to stomp the gas when I see a flashin' blue lightThe reason that we ride like this, ain't got the funds to get the rightPolice be takin' out your ass, cash lowAin't got no place to stash my dope, at the timeEither yours or mine, stay down on da' grindServin' niggas with the dope from a blunt to a lineThrow my shit in the bushes make it hard to findIt's 6 to 14 and I ain't fuckin' around
(J-Bo)I can't help but just to be that nigga, the nigga you can't fuck wit'Now what the hell, just done happened, as I'm lost in this shitOff in these cuts, doing what I gotta do, just as I reap bailAnd break bail, up out these jail cells, see what I do wellAnd dat' is your last remarkSo don't you start comin' around up here up after darkThinkin' you hard, with no regard, cause see I'm a' hit you where it hurtsQuenches the thirst, you in the curseMakin it bad from worse off in the hearst, from what you done didI kid you not, Youngbloodz and Attic Crew and takin' shit just as you rottin'Nigga