Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Thousand Birds, artist - The Alchemist. Album song The Good Book, Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: ALC
Song language: English
A Thousand Birds |
Ayo, started with a quarter two weeks later copped four Os |
Diamonds G bundle, every day before the store close |
(Just) pray I find a connect to import those |
Bricks of pure snow |
Straight from the cartel, Lord knows |
Send over a thousand birds |
You in the station, writing statements 'til you outta words |
Gave 'em the whole run down |
On the pussy niggas that we gunned down |
Lord please forgive this fuck nigga somehow |
He knows not what he do but I’ma give 'em the drum now |
Most you niggas done now, washed up |
Tellin' stories how you used to get money but you a bum now |
Ayo, three stamps get you a soda |
Same chef in the mess hall used to chef up the yola |
CLS’s in every color |
I crashed the money blue joint and copped three others |
My magazine on fleek, 60' rounds lift him off his feet |
My hightops got red soles, dome shot leave your head blown |
Mac-10 or the Mac-11 |
Doctor stressin' tryna put you back together |
So many 12/12 ends I can sell crack’s forever |
Hand to hand for new Margiela |
Walking over bodies, I’m godly |
The Ace of Spades sipper in the pissy lobby |