Luyện nghe bài hát 30 Birdz

30 birdz, 30 all I want is 30 birdz
I'm never catchin cases, I'm clockin 3rd
I got 36 ounces, grams of scams
over 500 is life so damn
I'm goin for broke, I ain't no joke when I flip
niggaz want static, the clip pops
born into this life with no escape from hates
down to papes, goin pyscho like Norman Bates
amphetmenes, the dope fiends, I greens
damn tryin to stick for my cream
my lifes turned upside down, don't around
bustin bullets for stacks, so bodies is found
on a mission for money, shit seems to me,
nigga try to my birdz and set em free,
now how can this be I heard he a federal case,
caught with more dope in his than scarface,
talkin to federalies Detroit to Cali,
nigga to catch me slippin like silly Sally,
I dumped his body in the alley, and shot em a close
nigga loyal to the game so i poped 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 clean as a whistle, 187 on my pistol
of my burial, got make another move 20 birdz to go
life ain't but money, so I make snow
it get slow, i get paranoid
jail and hell is 2 thingz that i can't
mama saw certain shit I couldn't see
its hard for me to see of v.s.o.p.
a deal is deal, plus I'm tryin to make a
feelin bad a nigga had to kill, to stay real
it out samll time, big time, and no time
crime is my and my life is crime
I'm sick of seeing dope and burned down blocks
hearin screams and 17 from hot glocks
back in the I used to roll down to crack spots
now i watch niggaz cry right before die
niggaz be snitchin, you cookin keys in 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 they 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 motel with a
thinkin goin 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 they got my ass facing a lifetime bid, I'm on the run the law
runnin out of time, goin out my mind, from my of crime
I must a been slippin, didn't catch the setup
bullets through the window and my bitch got wet up
I had to get my pay like Demetrius Holloway
down at the broadway from the AK
as my heart beating all I was hoping was not to die with my eyes open

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