30 birdz, 30 all I want is 30 birdz I'm never cases, stead I'm clockin 3rd I got 36 ounces, thousand of scams over 500 is life so damn I'm goin for broke, I ain't no joke I flip flop niggaz want static, automaticly the pops into this life with no escape from playa hates down to stack papes, goin like Norman Bates amphetmenes, the dope fiends, I greens damn niggaz tryin to stick for my my lifes turned upside down, fuck around bustin bullets for stacks, so bodies is found on a mission for money, shit seems to me, nigga try to take my and set em free, now how can this be I heard he caught a case, with more dope in his crib than scarface, talkin to from Detroit to Cali, nigga tryin to catch me slippin like Sally, I dumped his body in the alley, and shot em a close nigga wasn't loyal to the so i poped his ass
x2 30 birdz,30 birdz got no loyalty, 30 birdz flew away from me, dirty birdz
I got away as clean as a whistle, 187 on my pistol visions of my burial, got make move 20 birdz to go life ain't nuthin but money, so I snow sometime it get slow, i get and hell is 2 thingz that i can't avoied mama always saw certain I couldn't see its hard for me to see of v.s.o.p. a deal is deal, plus I'm tryin to a meal bad a nigga had to kill, just to stay real it started out samll time, big time, and no crime is my life and my life is I'm sick of seeing fiends and burned down blocks hearin and 17 shots from hot glocks back in the days I used to down to crack spots now i watch niggaz cry before they die niggaz be snitchin, you cookin keys in kitchen buried a a mill, in my backyard steel trought all the excitment, federal now I'm on the run, with 10 and a gun and even if I get caught only know my name I tellin no shit, cause I be loyal to this game
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I went to ten states, dropped of ten birdz 1996, january, the 3rd, I was in a Detroit with a trick thinkin bout goin out like Rick our the Chambers family, Y.B.I 200 key stole like redbird and I, from all the I did growin up as a kid now they got my ass facing a lifetime bid, I'm on the run the law out of time, goin out my mind, from my life of crime seems I must a been slippin, didn't catch the bullets flying through the window and my got wet up seems I had to get my pay like Demetrius down at the from the AK spray as my stop beating all I was hoping was not to die with my eyes open
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