Luyện nghe bài hát 30 Birdz

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

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

I got away as clean as a whistle, another 187 on my
visions of my burial, got make another move 20 to go
ain't nuthin but money, so I make snow
sometime it get slow, i get
jail and hell is 2 thingz that i avoied
always saw certain shit 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 nigga had to kill, just to real
it started out time, big time, and no time
crime is my life and my life is
I'm sick of seeing dope fiends and burned blocks
hearin screams and 17 shots from hot
back in the days I used to roll down to spots
now i watch niggaz cry before they die
niggaz be snitchin, you cookin in your kitchen
buried a half a mill, in my steel
trought all the excitment, federal
now I'm on the run, 10 birdz and a gun
and even if I get caught they only know my
I ain't tellin no shit, cause I be loyal to this

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

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