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, grams of scams
over 500 is life so damn
I'm for broke, I ain't no joke when I flip flop
niggaz want static, automaticly the pops
born into this with no escape from playa hates
down to stack papes, goin pyscho like Norman
amphetmenes, the dope fiends, I stacks
damn niggaz tryin to for my cream
my lifes turned upside down, don't fuck
bustin bullets for stacks, so dead bodies is
on a mission for money, seems funny to me,
try to take my birdz and set em free,
now how can be I heard he caught a federal case,
caught with more dope in his than scarface,
talkin to federalies Detroit to Cali,
tryin 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 flew away from me, them dirty birdz

I got away as as a whistle, another 187 on my pistol
of my burial, got make another move 20 birdz to go
life ain't nuthin but money, so I snow
it get slow, i get paranoid
jail and hell is 2 that i can't avoied
mama always saw certain I couldn't see
its for me to see gone of v.s.o.p.
a deal is deal, plus I'm to make a meal
bad a nigga 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 and 17 shots from hot glocks
back in the days I used to roll down to crack
now i watch niggaz cry before 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, 10 birdz and a gun
and even if I get caught they only 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
runnin out of time, goin out my mind, my life of crime
seems I must a been slippin, didn't the setup
bullets flying through the window and my got wet up
seems I had to get my pay Demetrius Holloway
down at the from the AK spray
as my heart stop beating all I was hoping was not to die with my open

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