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

[Verse 1]
Thirty birds, thirty birds all I want is thirty birds
I'll never catch a case, instead I'm clockin' on the third
I got thirty six ounces, a thousand grams of scams
Anything over five hundred 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]
Thirty birds, thirty birds got no loyalty, thirty birds flew away
From me, them dirty birds, thirty birds
Thirty birds, thirty birds got no loyalty, thirty birds flew away
From me, them dirty birds, thirty birds

[Verse 2]
I got away as clean as a whistle
Another one eight seven on my pistol, visions of my burial
Got make another move twenty 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 two 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 seventeen 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 ten 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]
Thirty birds, thirty birds got no loyalty, thirty birds flew away
From me, them dirty birds, thirty birds
Thirty birds, thirty birds got no loyalty, thirty birds flew away
From me, them dirty birds, thirty birds

[Verse 3]
I went to ten fuckin' states, dropped off ten birds
Nineteen ninety six, January, the third
I was in a Detroit motel with a trick
Thinkin' 'bout goin' out like Maserati Rick
Or the Chambers family; YBI
Two hundred keys stole, like redbird and I
From all the shit I did, from growin' up as a kid
Now they got my ass facin' 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 flyin' 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 beatin' all I was hopin'
Was not to die with my eyes open

[Chorus]
Thirty birds, thirty birds got no loyalty, thirty birds flew away
From me, them dirty birds, thirty birds
Thirty birds, thirty birds got no loyalty, thirty birds flew away
From me, them dirty birds, thirty birds