[ESham]
N***as ain't loyal to the game
That's why the dope game is so fucked up now
Punk motherfuckers

[Verse One]
30 birds, 30 birds all I want is 30 birds
I'll never catch a case, instead I'm clockin on the 3rd
I got 36 ounces, a thousand grams of scams
Anything over 500 is life, so damn
I'm goin for broke, I ain't no joke when I flip flop
N***as want static, automatically the clip pops
Born into this life with no escape from playa hates
Down to stack papes, goin psycho like Norman Bates
Amphetamines, the dope fiends, I stacks greens
Damn, n***as tryin to stick for my cream
My life's turned upside down, don't fuck around
Bustin bullets for stacks, so dead bodies is found
On a mission for money, some shady shit seemin' funny to me
N***a try to take my birds and set 'em free
Now how can this be? I heard he caught a federal case
Caught with more dope in his crib than Scarface
Talkin to federales from Detroit to Cali
N***a tryin to catch me slippin like Silly Sally
I dumped his body in the alley, and shot 'em a close range
N***a wasn't loyal to the game, so I popped his ass
[Chorus 2X]
30 birds, 30 birds got no loyalty, 30 birds flew away
From me, them dirty birds, 30 birds

[Verse Two]
I got away as clean as a whistle, another 187 on my pistol
Visions of my burial, got make another move 20 birds to go
Life ain't nuthin but money, so I make it snow
Sometime it get slow, I get paranoid
And jail and hell is 2 things that I can't avoid
Mama always saw certain shit I couldn't see
Its hard for me to see gone of v.s.o.p
A deal is deal, plus I'm tryin to make a mil'
Feelin bad a n***a had to kill, just to stay real
It started out small time, big time, and no time
Crime is my life, and my life is crime
I'm sick of seeing dope fiends, and burned down blocks
Hearin screams, and 17 shots from hot Glocks
Back in the days, I used to roll out to crack spots
Now I watch n***as cry, right before they die
N***as be snitchin, you cookin keys in your kitchen
Buried a half a mill, in my backyard steel
Through all the excitement, federal indictment
Now I'm on the run, with 10 birds and a gun
And even if I get caught they only know my name
I ain't tellin on shit, cause I be loyal to this game
[Chorus 2X]

[Verse Three]
I went to ten fuckin states, dropped off ten birds
1996, January, the 3rd
I was in a Detroit motel with a trick
Thinkin bout goin out like Maserati Rick
Or the Chambers family; YBI
200 keys stole, like redbird and I
From all the shit I did, from growin up as a kid
Now they got my ass facing a lifetime bid
I'm on the run from the law
Runnin out of time, goin out my mind, from my life of crime
Seems I musta been slippin, didn't catch the setup
Bullets flying through the window, and my bitch got wet up
Seems I had to get my pay like Demetrius Holloway
Down at the broadway, from the AK spray
As my heart stop beating all I was hoping
Was not to die with my eyes open

[Chorus 2X]