Listen to Blue Bird by RBL Posse

Blue Bird

RBL Posse

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Black C
Black C
Vocals
Mr. Cee
Mr. Cee
Vocals
The Enhancer
The Enhancer
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Mathews
Christian Mathews
Songwriter
Kyle Church
Kyle Church
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
RBL Posse
RBL Posse
Producer
The Enhancer
The Enhancer
Co-Producer

Lyrics

There's a blue bird on my shoulder There's a blue bird on my shoulder There's a blue bird on my shoulder There's a blue bird on my shoulder Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? (there's a blue bird on my shoulder) Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? (there's a blue bird on my shoulder) Back on the scene, crispy and clean It's two niggas with two Glock 17's And I give a fuck 'cause you might catch a buck You fucking with a nigga going crazy like chuck Me, I'm a G tryna stay sucka free The nigga nigga black from the P O double-S E Test me, when I'm on the jackin' One time was rolling deep when it was time for some action Now I'm actin', shhh, keep it on the down low Run yo', run yo' ass out the muthafuckin' jungle And there's a blue bird on my shoulder So I gots to drop him to the streets and run his bitch ass over Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? (there's a blue bird on my shoulder) Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? (there's a blue bird on my shoulder) It still gets deeper and deeper The deeper in this game that it get It got these young niggas actin' sick Lettin' loose on a nigga Even if they figured you was bigger They would still be your grave digger Time keeps on ticking, ticking My baby's getting older and her mama's steady trippin' Saying I'm always with my clique And she be like, "You make me, you make me sick" From rags to riches Now that a nigga don't fuck with no bitches Standing with the 50 pop out sellin' boulders, a soldier With a blue bird on the shoulder, and uh Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? (there's a blue bird on my shoulder) Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? (there's a blue bird on my shoulder) I watch you slip, slip, slip then fall And make my hands into cars and turn your pockets Into some parking stalls 'Cause a nigga gotta keep some long mail So I be debarge in' in the doors like my name was El But what the hell? I think I need to let that shit go Try to make a rap and come up off a funky flow I didn't know, though, that shit wouldn't come that easy Record companies think I'm pussy 'cause they all tryna beat me Skeeze me, way these hoodrats do it daily Have that nigga's baby and tellin' my homies "maybe" This shit gon' have somebody gettin' hurt And best believe my first visit is gonna be that punk ass blue bird Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? (there's a blue bird on my shoulder) Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? (there's a blue bird on my shoulder) Just call me the city buses, I got something waiting in the cuts For them sucka ass niggas who be tryna stick up shit Like deodorant the tre eight, I be holdin' it I treat that ass like clean clothes and watch me start folding shit And cook that ass like minute rice, I'm nothing nice I'm still stressing 'cause of the Frisco vice But they better have they Nike shoes on 'Cause them high-tech boots is the wrong shoes for the drug zone Oh, it's on You won't catch me, so don't let me Pull out my gat on them dogs that you sent to fetch me I'll have them puppies dropping like turds And come back out the cut and start bustin' at the blue bird Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? (there's a blue bird on my shoulder) Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? (there's a blue bird on my shoulder) Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? (there's a blue bird on my shoulder) Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? Man, there's a blue bird on my shoulder, can I kill it? (there's a blue bird on my shoulder)
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