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    "6 to 14 in 12" Lyrics


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    6 to 14 in 12, y'all motherf**kers slow as hell
    It ain't no mo? going to jail
    Cuz? my folk ain't got no mo? bail
    Cuz? first it's me, and then it's you
    I say first it's me, and then it's you

    Now over the years as a youngblood, I done walked out and fought
    There's a cost to being brought up, and still I ain't gave a
    Not easier said than done, it don't matter how many come
    They got you on the lock, striking men into your bums
    Sometimes I had no fun, now the law done got me trapped
    With my back against the wall, some waiting on me to turn it
    Now that is that, and this is this, and if you miss, you bound
    to slip
    So watch that shit, just as they ship you, and pimp you, and
    dick you
    Takin? you for granted, so nigga you'd besta handle it
    Before they catch you slanted, don't panic, you on your own
    Now brace yourself, they everywhere off in your town, taking
    what is left


    (sean paul)
    I woke up quick, thought it was about noon
    These drawls had me gone, victorias and perfume
    See when it too much good, somethin? got to go bad
    Just yesterday got my insurance and tag
    Feelin? good never bad, on the way to see flat?
    Tryin? to take it to the crib tell my folks bout the zag
    Now see I'm in the lac? so I ain't drivin? too fast
    Just my luck, I creeps up on they ass
    The police study beats, settin? up this road block
    Found out the hard way it's only 10 o'clock
    And ain't no room to shake the spot, plus everything tight
    Gave em? all my shit, pulled over to the right
    And what was said in my head "now I'm all f**ked up"
    Like my square, sir tell me what is all this for
    I ain't did a damn thang, but I'm back in this wagon
    Handcuffin? this clown ass nigga still braggin?
    Ain't a damn thang funny, what the hell this be bout?
    Tell me where the f**k I'm going, how the hell I get out
    See at times like this, you gotta depend on your folk
    See we got that lil? bit, but rather spend it on dope
    Now I'm out this bitch, see your ass in court
    6 to 14 in 12, your too slow

    Hey what's up man, hey let me get one of them squares from you
    I hope these niggas at the house man
    Damn man ,these folk got me down here
    Bout? some motherf**kin? driver?s license man
    What kinda shit is that man?
    Made my hoe walk to the house
    Man I hope these niggas at the crib man
    I gotta get the hell up outta here now
    That's on the blow
    Man these niggas ain't at the attic man
    Man, f**k this shit, man
    I gotta call my momma, man f**k this

    Bologna slab was thick, ain't no grits in my bowl
    Tryin? to take it to the crib, and sit on my commode
    They took my license, so now my shit is gone
    But me and this cadillac, we got a mind of our own
    Wood grain, hill daddy tight
    Ready to stomp the gas when I see a flashin? blue light
    The reason that we ride like this, ain't got the funds to get
    the right
    Police be takin? out your ass, cash low
    Ain't got no place to stash my dope, at the time
    Either yours or mine, stay down on da? grind
    Servin? niggas with the dope from a blunt to a line
    Throw my shit in the bushes make it hard to find
    It's 6 to 14 and I ain't f**kin? around

    I can't help but just to be that nigga, the nigga you can't f**k
    Now what the hell, just done happened, as I'm lost in this shit
    Off in these cuts, doing what I gotta do, just as I reap bail
    And break bail, up out these jail cells, see what I do well
    And dat? is your last remark
    So don't you start comin? around up here up after dark
    Thinkin? you hard, with no regard, cause see I'm a? hit you
    where it hurts
    Quenches the thirst, you in the curse
    Makin it bad from worse off in the hearst, from what you done
    I kid you not, youngbloodz and attic crew and takin? shit just
    as you rottin?
    This song was submitted on December 20th, 2004 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Harold M. Willis, Jeffrey Ray Grigsby, Kenyatta Stokes, Sean Paul Joseph.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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