Luyện nghe bài hát 30 Birdz

30 birdz, 30 all I want is 30 birdz
I'm never catchin cases, stead I'm 3rd
I got 36 ounces, thousand of scams
anything over 500 is so damn
I'm goin for broke, I ain't no joke I flip flop
want static, automaticly the clip pops
born into this life no escape from playa hates
down to stack papes, goin pyscho like Bates
amphetmenes, the dope fiends, I greens
damn niggaz tryin to stick for my
my lifes turned upside down, don't around
bustin bullets for stacks, so dead is found
on a for money, shit seems funny to me,
try to take 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 from to Cali,
nigga tryin to catch me slippin silly Sally,
I dumped his body in the alley, and shot em a close
wasn't 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 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 make a
feelin bad a nigga had to kill, just to stay
it started out time, big time, and no time
crime is my and my life is crime
I'm sick of dope fiends and burned down blocks
hearin screams and 17 shots hot glocks
in the days I used to roll down to crack spots
now i watch niggaz cry before they die
niggaz be snitchin, you keys in your kitchen
a half a mill, in my backyard steel
trought all the excitment, indietment
now I'm on the run, 10 birdz and a gun
and even if I get caught they know my name
I ain't tellin no shit, cause I be loyal to game

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I to ten fuckin states, dropped of ten birdz
1996, january, the 3rd, I was in a Detroit motel a trick
thinkin bout goin out like Maserati Rick our the family, Y.B.I
200 key stole like and I, from all the shit I did growin up as a kid
now they got my ass facing a bid, I'm on the run from the law
out of time, goin out my mind, from my life of crime
seems I must a been slippin, catch the setup
bullets flying the window and my bitch got wet up
seems I had to get my pay like Demetrius
at the broadway from the AK spray
as my stop beating all I was hoping was not to die with my eyes open

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