Luyện nghe bài hát 30 Birdz

30 birdz, 30 birdz all I want is 30
I'm never catchin cases, stead I'm 3rd
I got 36 ounces, thousand grams of
anything over 500 is so damn
I'm for broke, I ain't no joke when I flip flop
niggaz want static, the clip pops
born into this life with no escape playa hates
down to stack papes, goin like Norman Bates
amphetmenes, the dope fiends, I greens
niggaz tryin to stick for my cream
my lifes turned upside down, fuck around
bustin for stacks, so dead 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 he caught a federal case,
with more dope in his crib than scarface,
talkin to federalies Detroit to Cali,
tryin to catch me slippin like silly Sally,
I his body in the alley, and shot em a close range
nigga wasn't to the game so i poped his ass

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30 birdz,30 birdz got no loyalty, 30 birdz 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 20 birdz to go
life ain't nuthin but money, so I make
sometime it get slow, i get
jail and hell is 2 thingz that i can't
mama saw certain shit I couldn't see
its for me to see gone 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
is my life and my life is crime
I'm sick of dope fiends and burned down blocks
hearin and 17 shots from hot glocks
in the days I used to roll down to crack spots
now i niggaz cry right before they die
niggaz be snitchin, you cookin keys in your
buried a half a mill, in my backyard
all the excitment, federal indietment
now I'm on the run, 10 birdz and a gun
and even if I get they only know my name
I tellin no shit, cause I be loyal to this game

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I went to ten fuckin states, of ten birdz
1996, january, the 3rd, I was in a Detroit motel with a
thinkin bout goin out like Maserati our the Chambers family, Y.B.I
200 key like 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
runnin out of time, goin out my mind, my life of crime
seems I must a been slippin, didn't the setup
flying 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 heart stop all I was hoping was not to die with my eyes open

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