Pocket Full of Furl U.N.L.V. (Ft. B.G.)

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 cuz 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 cuz 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
Cuz 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