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?
Chorus: I got a pocket full of furl! (hello!) So wont you go and get the earl!! (hello!) I got a pocket full of furl! (hello!) And Im gon send you in that world.
I don't give a fuck who you be You aint 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 Aint 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 Im gettin you full of that, boy Nigga I know you know me.
Bitch peep me out Im 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 Im tryin to make a mill No time to chill because I gotta pay my bills And slippin in the game, (mm mm)i aint havin it That's why (when Im on the set Im 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 wont ya come and buy a Bag of that hello, downtown niggas door to door
B.g.: Gimme that boy, gimme that dope, Im bout to go in that world Get on the mic, buy big roofers, get a bag of that furl Its 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 ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 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, Im 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 Im busy ima send you to grab my old lady Stationary nigga I aint 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 Im gonna act a fuckin peer hog I got grams, half a gram, bundles and them whole thangs Im all about that 11 5 man
Yella: Just gots to pack it, Im in the back of the cabby Readin dear abby Like a cool john dillinger up in the 90s Shots open I got just what's the fuck you need All you snorters and you shooters come and see me Im 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 Im goin all the way out You heard we gots the fire now you startin to bad mouth But wes a click that wont quit Got ya bitches sick Ya got a bag from the fella now ya full The fuck Im 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