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 that, boy

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 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

Chorus

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