Bird Call chords by Cam’ron, J.R. Writer
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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So all my hustlers,
D
rock smugglers, strugglers,
Em
block rumblers, pushers,
cookers, pop jugglers
What's the word, y 'all?
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Let that herb roar
Em
Clap!
That's the bird call
If the cops are comin',
get to hoppin', runnin'
Quick and drop that onion,
ain't no stoppin'
Y 'all can put away that herb raw,
let us know the word
Burkin', clap, I'm here, that's the bird's
I still be with the weed flippin',
the peas with the trees lit
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So much water in the water,
Em
it's just leavin' them seas sick
With a ski in my V6,
tryna ski on the B -list
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Em
Down low like I'm tryna keep a secret
Acro, I'm chrome, passin' me dome
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Next minute, I'm finished,
Em
you'll be flaggin' at home
But I always keep a straggler
that's known to bone
D
Em
And run through a lot faster
than Marion Jones
D
Man, listen, I still got the grams,
flip the ten picture
Em
Corner to the damn kitchen
Gained a couple fans,
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had to make a transition
Em
But I'm still in the hood
like a transmission
No cacka match me,
I'm passin' fastly,
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who's half as nasty?
Em
I got a lot from here all the way
to Cackalackie Sapper keep
a Mac for Scrappy,
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thinkin' it's just Laffy Taffy
Em
This beat'll be the only
thing clappin' at me
To all my hustlers, rock smugglers,
D
strugglers
Em
Block bubblers, pushers,
cookers, pop jugglers
What's the word, y 'all?
D
Flip that herb roll
Em
Clap
That's the bird call
If the cops are comin'
D
Get to hoppin', runnin'
Em
Quick and drop that undrop
Ain't no stoppin', youngin'
Put away that herb roll
Let us know the word
D
That's right, clap!
Em
I'm ready, man.
That's the burn core.
Burn, man, J .R. and J .R.
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Pi geons know who they are.
Em
Niggas gotta pay off.
Snitches know to say y 'all.
D
If chicken's on the radar, I'm at it,
cause I get it on my day off.
Em
Ain't nothin' like gettin' weight off.
Yeah, scrape off the plates,
D
shake off the flakes.
Em
Bad dad make all the cake, yeah.
I gotta lay off the way
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y 'all hate me like I'm Adolf,
Em
but y 'all can't see me, Ray Charles.
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I still hope, I'll probably take yours
Em
Because you peel off, and I take off
Give me no space,
whatever I want I take
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Dm
Em
Whatever I need, I bleed and succeed
Big Nick don't bleed on the weed
D
I'm fucking with them birds
without feeding them seeds
Em
That's greed, you don't know about it
Full clip, I go about it
D
Full body, hard body
Em
I'm like God got him, yeah
Due to all my hustlers,
D
rock smugglers, strugglers,
Em
block bubblers, pushers,
cookers, pop jugglers
What's the word y 'all?
D
Flip that herb roll
Em
Clap, that's the bird call
If the cops are coming,
D
get to hopping, running
Em
Quick and drop that undrop,
ain't no stopping youngin'
Put away that herb roll,
D
let us know the word or what?
Em
Clap, that's the bird call
This ain't only bars and tracks,
D
this is for the hardest cats
Em
Flippin' all the hard an d back,
make em catch a heart attack
When you see the knots attack,
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let me know, start to clap
Em
Clap, clap, I'm outta here
A star with a deal, should par be on chill?
D
Em
The car is the bill, it's real ill
Part in the grill, it's firing my nils
D
Cruise the city with the semi on
Em
Silly on skinnies like I'm starving my wills
To all my hustlers, rock smugglers,
D
strugglers
Em
Block bubblers, pushers,
cookers, pop jugglers
What's the word, y 'all?
D
Flip that herb raw
Em
Clap, that's the bird call
If the cops are comin'
D
Get to hoppin', runnin'
Em
Quick and drop that undrop
Ain't no stoppin', youngin',
put away that herb raw
D
Let us know the word, y 'all
Em
Clap, that's the bird call
Bird Call
Cam’ron, J.R. Writer
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