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Pocket Full Of Furl - текст песни



Pocket Full Of Furl


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 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 thatboy


Nigga I know you know me.





Chorus





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 upget 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 fireso won’t ya come and buy a


Bag of that hellodowntown niggas door to door





Chorus





B.g.:


Gimme that boygimme that dopeI’m bout to go in that world


Get on the micbuy big roofersget a bag of that furl


It’s my money so I bought it


My noseso 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


FuckI’m trapped


I need a shoulder to lean


15 (what you is? )


A strung out dope fiend





Tec-9:


Motherfucker you touch my bagthen 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


Goddamnwhat a nigga will do for a program


Who I amthe motherfuckin’ dope man


For sure falldon’t make me go and get my four four bulldog


Because you know I’m gonna act a fuckin’ peer hog


I got gramshalf a grambundles and them whole thangs


I’m all about that 11 5 man





Chorus





Yella:


Just gots to pack itI’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 what’s 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 samplesthey 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





Chorus



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