Luyện nghe bài hát Pocket Full of Furl

Where the furl nigga? the earl nigga?
get ya fuckin' mind right.
Tell me the furl nigga. where the furl nigga?
Gonna get ya mind right.
Where the furl nigga? where the furl

I got a pocket of furl! (hello!)
So you go and get the earl!!
(hello!)
I got a full of furl! (hello!)
And I'm gon' send you in world.

I don't a fuck who you be
You ain't finna sell no fuckin' furl in that
You can be montana in this bitch with a boatload of furl nigga you still
sellin' shit
Start robbin' back in 1993 and if you come on my set
Then ya gots to face me
6 slugs strong comin' from that 3
I'm gettin' you of that, boy
Nigga I you know me.

Bitch peep me out I'm on the set that boat
Listenin' to a nida 'cause that brings me joy
Nigga walked up said he was and needed a hit
And so I tooked the 14 the 6 I can't sweat it
The seater push my shit I'm tryin' to make a mill
No to chill because I gotta pay my bills
And in the game, (mm mm)i ain't havin' it
why (when I'm on the set I'm always packin' my gat nigga)
In case a try to nut up, get bucked up
And run up and up
I have to ya fucked up
I know my furl be fuckin' yo' mind
it's that torture and your makin' lines(3 whole lines)
I got that fire, so ya come and buy a
Bag of that hello, downtown niggas door to

B.g.:
Gimme that boy, gimme that dope, I'm bout to go in world
Get on the mic, buy big roofers, get a bag of furl
my money so I bought it
My nose, so I
I tried it the first time and you I got retarted
I was as the fuck
Thought I was in a maze
That nasty raw had a b.g. like me feelin'
I went inside draggin' that on me
My dis-owned me
That owned me
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
I was on fuckin' b and it had me real lazy
Now that b.g. graduated got me real crazy
I started and scratchin'
Started and itchin'
Pullin' my trigger till it's if a nigga start bitchin
I got a got me trippin'
Gat beside me
Dope got me wanted for 3 armed
Fuck, I'm
I a shoulder to lean
15 (what you is? )
A strung out fiend

Motherfucker you my bag, then nigga you bought that bag
Niggas leanin' to catch the habit but I just can't it
I fly all night and serve 'em proper
The money hungry crimp
fuckin' ? ? ?
Nigga hit me with 580
If I'm i'ma send you to grab my old lady
Stationary I ain't playin' on the real
That torture that brought ya to that other level took a ride bout ya
And them water ? ? ? ?
dope man look here
Who would thought that dope would take a nigga under
Sometimes I wonder why all these around me
Could it be they want a bag of that capital
Goddamn, what a will do for a program
Who I am, the motherfuckin' man
For sure fall, don't make me go and get my four four
Because you I'm gonna act a fuckin' peer hog
I got grams, half a gram, and them whole thangs
I'm all that 11 5 man

Just gots to pack it, I'm in the back of the
Readin dear
Like a john dillinger up in the 90's
Shots I got just what's the fuck you need
All you and you shooters come and see me
I'm on the block the raw like you never saw
I got a pouch of shells from my sawed off
Hit you in ya habit
I'm all the way out
You heard we the fire now you startin' to bad mouth
But we's a that won't quit
Got ya bitches
Ya got a bag from the fella now ya
The fuck I'm never over a half up on my product
Now you can look if you with me
Stay real me
And I just throw you a extra bag
Issue out samples, they runnin' like earl campbell
If you fall short I gots to you out of an example
You bitch you (you you)
And we that furl