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Unlv - Pocket Full Of Furl Şarkı Sözleri

Unlv | Şarkı Sözleri

    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
    ????????
    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

    chorus

    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

    chorus

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