Luyện nghe bài hát 30 Birdz

30 birdz, 30 birdz all I want is 30
I'm never cases, stead I'm clockin 3rd
I got 36 ounces, thousand of scams
anything over 500 is life so
I'm goin for broke, I no joke when I flip flop
niggaz want static, the clip pops
born into this life with no escape playa hates
down to stack papes, goin pyscho like Bates
amphetmenes, the dope fiends, I stacks
damn niggaz to stick for my cream
my lifes turned upside down, fuck around
bustin bullets for stacks, so dead is found
on a mission for money, shit funny to me,
try to take my birdz and set em free,
now how can this be I heard he caught a case,
caught with more in his crib than scarface,
talkin to from Detroit to Cali,
nigga to catch me slippin like silly Sally,
I dumped his body in the alley, and shot em a range
nigga wasn't loyal to the game so i his ass

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30 birdz,30 birdz got no loyalty, 30 birdz flew away from me, them dirty

I got away as as a whistle, another 187 on my pistol
visions of my burial, got make another 20 birdz to go
life ain't nuthin but money, so I snow
it get slow, i get paranoid
jail and hell is 2 thingz that i can't
mama always saw certain I couldn't see
its hard for me to see of v.s.o.p.
a is deal, plus I'm tryin to make a meal
feelin bad a had to kill, just to stay real
it started out time, big time, and no time
is my life and my life is crime
I'm sick of seeing dope fiends and burned down
hearin screams and 17 shots from hot
in the days I used to roll down to crack spots
now i watch niggaz cry before they die
niggaz be snitchin, you keys in your kitchen
buried a half a mill, in my backyard
all the excitment, federal indietment
now I'm on the run, with 10 and a gun
and even if I get caught only know my name
I ain't tellin no shit, cause I be to this game

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I went to ten fuckin states, of ten birdz
1996, january, the 3rd, I was in a Detroit with a trick
thinkin bout out like Maserati Rick our the Chambers family, Y.B.I
200 key stole like redbird and I, all the shit I did growin up as a kid
now got my ass facing a lifetime bid, I'm on the run from the law
runnin out of time, goin out my mind, from my life of
seems I must a been slippin, catch the setup
bullets flying the window and my bitch got wet up
seems I had to get my pay Demetrius Holloway
down at the broadway from the AK
as my heart stop beating all I was hoping was not to die with my eyes

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