Where the nigga? where the earl nigga? get ya fuckin' mind right. Tell me where the furl nigga. the furl nigga? get ya fuckin' mind right. Where the nigga? where the furl nigga?
I got a full of furl! (hello!) So you go and get the earl!! (hello!) I got a full of furl! (hello!) And I'm gon' you in that world.
I don't a fuck who you be You ain't sell no fuckin' furl in that 1-2-3 You can be tony montana in this with a boatload of furl nigga you still Ain't sellin' Start niggas back in 1993 and if you come on my set Then ya gots to face me 6 slugs strong comin' straight that 3 I'm you full of that, boy Nigga I you know me.
Bitch peep me out I'm on the set pushin' boat to a nida 'cause that bitch brings me joy Nigga walked up said he was and needed a hit And so I tooked the 14 fuck the 6 I sweat it The seater push my shit 'cause I'm tryin' to make a No time to chill because I gotta pay my And slippin' in the game, (mm mm)i ain't 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 leave ya up I know my furl be fuckin' yo' mind it's that torture and your makin' lines(3 whole lines) I got fire, so won't ya come and buy a Bag of that hello, niggas door to door
B.g.: Gimme that boy, gimme dope, I'm bout to go in that world Get on the mic, buy big roofers, get a bag of that It's my so I bought it My nose, so I I tried it the first time and you I got retarted I was spooked as the that I was in a maze That raw had a b.g. like me feelin' dazed I went draggin' that monkey on me My dis-owned me furl owned me ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? I was on that fuckin' b and it had me lazy Now that b.g. graduated got me feelin' crazy I started scratchin' and itchin' and itchin' Pullin' my trigger till it's if a nigga start bitchin I got a got me trippin' Gat right me Dope got me wanted for 3 robberies Fuck, I'm I need a shoulder to 15 (what you is? ) A strung out fiend
Motherfucker you touch my bag, then you bought that bag Niggas leanin' to catch the habit but I can't have it Although I fly all and serve 'em proper The money hungry crimp fuckin' ? ? ? Nigga hit me that 580 If I'm busy i'ma you to grab my old lady nigga I ain't playin' on the real That same torture that ya to that other level took a ride bout ya And them water ? ? ? ? dope man look here Who would ever thought that would take a nigga under Sometimes I wonder why all these around me Could it be they a bag of that capital t-e-c 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, a gram, bundles and them whole thangs I'm all about 11 5 man
Just gots to pack it, I'm in the of the cabby Readin abby Like a cool john up in the 90's Shots open I got just what's the you need All you and you shooters come and see me I'm on the block with the raw you never saw I got a full of shells from my sawed off Hit you in ya daddy I'm all the way out You we gots the fire now you startin' to bad mouth But we's a click that won't Got ya sick Ya got a bag the fella now ya full The fuck I'm puttin' over a half up on my product Now you can if you deal with me Stay real me And I just throw you a extra bag Issue out some samples, they like earl campbell If you fall I gots to make you out of an example You you (you bitch you) And we gots that