Luyện nghe bài hát 30 Birdz

30 birdz, 30 birdz all I is 30 birdz
I'm never cases, stead I'm clockin 3rd
I got 36 ounces, grams of scams
over 500 is life so damn
I'm goin for broke, I no joke when I flip flop
niggaz want static, automaticly the clip
born into this life no escape from playa hates
to stack papes, goin pyscho like Norman Bates
amphetmenes, the dope fiends, I stacks
damn niggaz tryin to for my cream
my lifes turned upside down, fuck around
bullets for stacks, so dead bodies is found
on a mission for money, shit funny to me,
nigga try to take my and set em free,
now how can this be I he caught a federal case,
caught more dope in his crib than scarface,
talkin to federalies Detroit to Cali,
nigga tryin to catch me like silly Sally,
I dumped his body in the alley, and em a close range
nigga wasn't loyal to the 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
of my burial, got make another move 20 birdz to go
life nuthin but money, so I make snow
sometime it get slow, i get
and hell is 2 thingz that i can't avoied
mama always saw certain shit I see
its hard for me to see of v.s.o.p.
a deal is deal, plus I'm tryin to a meal
feelin bad a nigga had to kill, just to stay
it out samll time, big time, and no time
crime is my life and my life is
I'm sick of seeing dope and burned down blocks
hearin and 17 shots from hot glocks
back in the I used to roll down to crack spots
now i watch niggaz cry right they die
niggaz be snitchin, you cookin keys in your
buried a half a mill, in my steel
trought all the excitment, federal
now I'm on the run, with 10 and a gun
and if I get caught they only know my name
I ain't tellin no shit, I be loyal to this game

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I went to ten fuckin states, dropped of ten
1996, january, the 3rd, I was in a Detroit with a trick
thinkin bout goin out like Maserati our the Chambers family, Y.B.I
200 key stole redbird and I, from 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
out of time, goin out my mind, from my life of crime
seems I must a been slippin, didn't the setup
bullets flying the window and my bitch got wet up
I had to get my pay like Demetrius Holloway
down at the broadway the AK spray
as my heart stop beating all I was hoping was not to die with my eyes

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