Pocket Full Of Furl Lyrics - Unlv

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 'cause 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 'cause 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 

'cause 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 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 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