Luyện nghe bài hát 30 Birdz

30 birdz, 30 all I want is 30 birdz
I'm catchin 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 ain't no when I flip flop
niggaz static, automaticly the clip pops
born into this life with no escape playa hates
down to papes, goin pyscho like Norman Bates
amphetmenes, the dope fiends, I stacks
niggaz tryin to stick for my cream
my lifes turned upside down, don't around
bustin bullets for stacks, so dead bodies is
on a mission for money, shit funny to me,
nigga try to take my and set em free,
now how can this be I heard he caught a case,
caught with more in his crib than scarface,
to federalies from Detroit to Cali,
nigga tryin to me slippin like silly Sally,
I his body in the alley, and shot em a close range
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 me, them dirty birdz

I got away as clean as a whistle, another 187 on my
visions of my burial, got make move 20 birdz to go
life nuthin but money, so I make snow
sometime it get slow, i get
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, I'm tryin to make a meal
feelin bad a nigga had to kill, just to stay
it started out samll time, big time, and no
crime is my life and my life is
I'm sick of seeing dope fiends and burned blocks
screams and 17 shots from hot glocks
back in the days I used to down to crack spots
now i niggaz cry right before they die
be snitchin, you cookin keys in your kitchen
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 even if I get caught they only know my
I ain't tellin no shit, cause I be loyal to this

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I went to ten fuckin states, dropped of ten
1996, january, the 3rd, I was in a motel with a trick
thinkin bout 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 bid, I'm on the run from the law
runnin out of time, goin out my mind, from my of crime
seems I must a been slippin, didn't the setup
bullets flying through the and my bitch got wet up
seems I had to get my pay 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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