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Dead To Fall Little Birds

[Instrumental]

it like a bird, word on them streets be them Suave House beats In the Benz blowin Sweets got your gal between my sheets Speak -- I ain't have to say one little

I leave home I pray to God I won't, loyalty is all I know [Birdman:] Yeah, red ribbon duckin feds til we pass out Bird cage duck the shine til they

Get ya money up, this cane is what we f**kin' slang And 9 trey is what I f**kin' claim Its Dipset, capital don of the bird gang [Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]

bang Get ya money up, this cane is what we f**kin' slang And 9 trey is what I f**kin' claim Its Dipset, capital don of the bird gang [Verse 2: Snoop

Dope] Hierogliphics, mathmatical genius Predicting the orbital patterns of Venus In the grass behind your grandpa's wood barn Complex designs dropped seconds before dawn [Violent J] Dead birds

t hurt me Fucking insane, the fuck am I sayin' Not only am I fly, I'm fucking not playing All these little bitches too big for their britches Buring their little

million can't hurt me Fucking insane, the fuck am I saying? Not only am I fly, I'm fucking not playing All these little bitches too big for they britches Burning their little

of bad decisions knew niggaz would go astray Although we pray and we pray and we pray We do but still wanna make the loot No more united, divided we fall