Where the furl nigga? Where the earl nigga?
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Gonna get ya fuckin' mind right.
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Tell me where the furl nigga. Where the furl nigga?
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Gonna get ya fuckin' mind right.
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Where the furl nigga? Where the furl nigga?
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Chorus:
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I got a pocket full of furl! (Hello!)
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So won't you go and get the earl!!
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(Hello!)
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I got a pocket full of furl! (Hello!)
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And I'm gon' send you in that world.
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I don't give a fuck who you be
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You ain't finna sell no fuckin' furl in that 1-2-3
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You can be Tony Montana in this bitch with a boatload of furl nigga you still
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ain't sellin' shit
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Start robbin' niggas back in 1993 and if you come on my set
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Then nigga ya gots to face me
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6 slugs strong comin' straight from that 3
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I'm gettin' you full of that, boy
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Nigga I know you know me.
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Chorus
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Bitch peep me out I'm on the set pushin' that boat
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Listenin' to a nida cuz that bitch brings me joy
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Nigga walked up said he was sick and needed a hit
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And so I tooked the 14 fuck the 6 I can't sweat it
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The seater push my shit cuz I'm tryin' to make a mill
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No time to chill because I gotta pay my bills
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And slippin' in the game, (mm mm)I ain't havin' it
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That's why (when I'm on the set I'm always packin' my gat nigga)
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In case a nigga try to nut up, get bucked up
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And run up and jump up
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I have to leave ya fucked up
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I know my furl be fuckin' with yo' mind
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Cuz it's that torture and your makin' lines(3 whole lines)
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I got that fire, so won't ya come and buy a
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Bag of that hello, downtown niggas door to door
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Chorus
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B.G.:
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Gimme that boy, gimme that dope, I'm bout to go in that world
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Get on the mic, buy big roofers, get a bag of that furl
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It's my money so I bought it
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My nose, so I snorted
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I tried it the first time and you know I got retarted
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I was spooked as the fuck
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Thought that I was in a maze
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That nasty raw had a B.G. like me feelin' dazed
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I went inside draggin' that monkey on me
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My momma dis-owned me
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That furl owned me
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????????
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I was on that fuckin' b and it had me real lazy
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Now that B.G. graduated got me feelin' real crazy
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I started scratchin' and scratchin'
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Started itchin' and itchin'
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Pullin' my trigger till it's clickin' if a nigga start bitchin
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I got a habit got me trippin'
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Gat right beside me
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Dope got me wanted for 3 armed robberies
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Fuck, I'm trapped
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I need a shoulder to lean
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15 (what you is?)
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A strung out dope fiend
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Tec-9:
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Motherfucker you touch my bag, then nigga you bought that bag
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Niggas leanin' to catch the habit but I just can't have it
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Although I fly all night and serve 'em proper
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The money hungry crimp stopper
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That fuckin' ???
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Nigga hit me with that 580
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If I'm busy I'ma send you to grab my old lady
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Stationary nigga I ain't playin' on the real
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That same torture that brought ya to that other level took a ride bout ya
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And stopped them water ????
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Same dope man look here
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Who would ever thought that dope would take a nigga under
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Sometimes I wonder why all these niggas around me
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Could it be they want a bag of that capital T-E-C
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Goddamn, what a nigga will do for a program
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Who I am, the motherfuckin' dope man
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For sure fall, don't make me go and get my four four bulldog
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Because you know I'm gonna act a fuckin' peer hog
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I got grams, half a gram, bundles and them whole thangs
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I'm all about that 11 5 man
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Chorus
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Yella:
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Just gots to pack it, I'm in the back of the cabby
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Readin Dear Abby
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Like a cool John Dillinger up in the 90's
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Shots open I got just whats the fuck you need
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All you snorters and you shooters come and see me
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I'm on the block with the raw like you never saw
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I got a pouch full of shells from my sawed off
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Hit you in ya habit daddy
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I'm goin' all the way out
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You heard we gots the fire now you startin' to bad mouth
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But we's a click that won't quit
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Got ya bitches sick
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Ya got a bag from the fella now ya full
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The fuck I'm never puttin' over a half up on my product
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Now you can look if you deal with me
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Stay real with me
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And I just might throw you a extra bag
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Issue out some samples, they runnin' like Earl Campbell
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