Where the furl nigga? Where the earl nigga?
Gonna get ya fuckin` mind right.
Tell me where the furl nigga. Where the furl nigga?
Gonna get ya fuckin` mind right.
Where the furl nigga? Where the furl nigga?
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I got a pocket full of furl! (Hello!)
So won`t you go and get the earl!!
(Hello!)
I got a pocket full of furl! (Hello!)
And I`m gon` send you in that world.
I don`t give a fuck who you be
You ain`t finna sell no fuckin` furl in that 1-2-3
You can be Tony Montana in this bitch with a boatload of furl
nigga you still
ain`t sellin` shit
Start robbin` niggas back in 1993 and if you come on my set
Then nigga ya gots to face me
6 slugs strong comin` straight from that 3
I`m gettin` you full of that, boy
Nigga I know you know me.
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Bitch peep me out I`m on the set pushin` that boat
Listenin` to a nida cuz that bitch brings me joy
Nigga walked up said he was sick and needed a hit
And so I tooked the 14 fuck the 6 I can`t sweat it
The seater push my shit cuz I`m tryin` to make a mill
No time to chill because I gotta pay my bills
And slippin` in the game, (mm mm)I ain`t havin` it
That`s why (when I`m on the set I`m always packin` my gat nigga)
In case a nigga try to nut up, get bucked up
And run up and jump up
I have to leave ya fucked up
I know my furl be fuckin` with yo` mind
Cuz it`s that torture and your makin` lines(3 whole lines)
I got that fire, so won`t ya come and buy a
Bag of that hello, downtown niggas door to door
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B.G.:
Gimme that boy, gimme that dope, I`m bout to go in that world
Get on the mic, buy big roofers, get a bag of that furl
It`s my money so I bought it
My nose, so I snorted
I tried it the first time and you know I got retarted
I was spooked as the fuck
Thought that I was in a maze
That nasty raw had a B.G. like me feelin` dazed
I went inside draggin` that monkey on me
My momma dis-owned me
That furl owned me
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I was on that fuckin` b and it had me real lazy
Now that B.G. graduated got me feelin` real crazy
I started scratchin` and scratchin`
Started itchin` and itchin`
Pullin` my trigger till it`s clickin` if a nigga start bitchin
I got a habit got me trippin`
Gat right beside me
Dope got me wanted for 3 armed robberies
Fuck, I`m trapped
I need a shoulder to lean
15 (what you is?)
A strung out dope fiend
Tec-9:
Motherfucker you touch my bag, then nigga you bought that bag
Niggas leanin` to catch the habit but I just can`t have it
Although I fly all night and serve `em proper
The money hungry crimp stopper
That fuckin` ???
Nigga hit me with that 580
If I`m busy I`ma send you to grab my old lady
Stationary nigga I ain`t playin` on the real
That same torture that brought ya to that other level took a ride bout ya
And stopped them water ????
Same dope man look here
Who would ever thought that dope would take a nigga under
Sometimes I wonder why all these niggas around me
Could it be they want a bag of that capital T-E-C
Goddamn, what a nigga will do for a program
Who I am, the motherfuckin` dope man
For sure fall, don`t make me go and get my four four bulldog
Because you know I`m gonna act a fuckin` peer hog
I got grams, half a gram, bundles and them whole thangs
I`m all about that 11 5 man
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Yella:
Just gots to pack it, I`m in the back of the cabby
Readin Dear Abby
Like a cool John Dillinger up in the 90`s
Shots open I got just whats the fuck you need
All you snorters and you shooters come and see me
I`m on the block with the raw like you never saw
I got a pouch full of shells from my sawed off
Hit you in ya habit daddy
I`m goin` all the way out
You heard we gots the fire now you startin` to bad mouth
But we`s a click that won`t quit
Got ya bitches sick
Ya got a bag from the fella now ya full
The fuck I`m never puttin` over a half up on my product
Now you can look if you deal with me
Stay real with me
And I just might throw you a extra bag
Issue out some samples, they runnin` like Earl Campbell
If you fall short I gots to make you out of an example
You bitch you (you bitch you)
And we gots that furl
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