Luyện nghe bài hát Pocket Full of Furl

Where the furl nigga? where the earl
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 nigga?

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

I don't give a who you be
You ain't finna sell no fuckin' in that 1-2-3
You can be montana in this bitch with a boatload of furl nigga you still
Ain't sellin'
robbin' niggas back in 1993 and if you come on my set
Then nigga ya to face me
6 slugs strong comin' from that 3
I'm you full of that, boy
I know you know me.

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

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

Motherfucker you touch my bag, nigga you bought that bag
Niggas leanin' to the habit but I just can't have it
Although I fly all night and serve 'em
The money hungry crimp
That ? ? ?
Nigga hit me that 580
If I'm busy send you to grab my old lady
Stationary I ain't playin' on the real
That same torture that brought ya to that level took a ride bout ya
And them water ? ? ? ?
Same dope man here
Who would ever thought that dope would take a under
Sometimes I wonder why all niggas around me
it be they want a bag of that capital t-e-c
Goddamn, what a will do for a program
Who I am, the motherfuckin' man
For fall, don't make me go and get my four four bulldog
you know I'm gonna act a fuckin' peer hog
I got grams, a gram, bundles and them whole thangs
I'm all that 11 5 man

Just to pack it, I'm in the back of the cabby
Readin dear
Like a cool dillinger up in the 90's
open I got just what's the fuck you need
All you snorters and you come and see me
I'm on the block with the raw like you saw
I got a pouch 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 quit
Got ya bitches
Ya got a bag from the now ya full
The I'm never puttin' over a half up on my product
Now you can look if you with me
real with me
And I just might throw you a bag
out some samples, they runnin' like earl campbell
If you fall short I to make you out of an example
You bitch you (you you)
And we that furl