UGK - Pocket Full of Stones lyrics
[UGK - Pocket Full of Stones lyrics]
When I first started back in 1989
I wasn't moving keys I
Was barely moving dimes
Started coming up fiends recognize my face
I was paying off the laws so
I wouldn't catch a case
You want to freebase I got
Them hubbas for your ass
A boulder on your pipe and
You can have a megablast
Cash went to stacks, then it went to piles
Thanks to the dope fiends hitting crack vials
Back in the days they used to run
Up saying Pimp C what ya know?
I tell em get this crack and get
The fuck away from me hoe!
'Cause everywhere I went it
Became an instant cut
'Cause they knew I cut them twentys
And them big fat monkey nuts
A fiend gon' be a fiend
You can't change they ass I guess
So them mothafuckas tweak until they take
A Brilo pad in they chest
Now they won't leave me alone
'Cause they know I got a
Whole pocket full of stones
And they won't leave my ass alone
I bought a Cadillac dropped it
To the street top
Got me a family and started pushin crack rock
Rock crack sho paid good in the city set'
Had a fucking ho for every
Letter in the alphabet
Annie and Brenda, Carla and Dee
And a whole lot a fiends that used
To suck my dick for free
(Then what you did C?)
I bought my first key from my babymommabrutha
I cooked the shit myself and
Started passin out them hubbas
Everybody in my faaamly was clockin loot
Sold my cadillac and got a
Brand new lexus sports coupe
I gotta house on the hill
Gotta boat on the lake
Got a detail shop to cover up
Them duckets that I make
It's to the point where I
Don't see dope no more
Still smoke weed still drink beer and toke
Now the laws won't leave me alone
'Cause they know all my niggas got
A pocket full of stones
Living real smooth like Aloe Vera lotion
I'm selling crack rock
The devil's love potion
Three wheel motion on my buick park ave
Fiends used to smoke twenties
Now they smokin slabs
Paid like a muthafucka clientele is growin
Geakin' so bad I got pregnant fiends hoin
Suck a dick and lick an ass
Just to get a bump
Fuck Black Caesar niggas call me Black Trump
Pistol Grip pump in my lap at all times
Niggas fuck wit other niggas shit but
They don't fuck wit mine
Got my money totalled for a big time pass
17-5 I gotta bird on they ass
I put my boys down so
They wouldn't have to rob
Now my click is coming up like the fuckin mob
My workers got workers everybody making green
Gettin cash for putting stones in
The pockets of the fiends
Keys are moving daily
The product selling fast
Me and my nigga C is makin money out the ass
This shit is gettin silly dope
Is so easy to sell
Pay everybody bail ain't no
Spendin time in jail
I gotta make the sales 'cause
It's all about that green
Mo worker mo workers
My face ain't on the scene
My attitude is mean cause I keepin my respect
Ain't nobody out of line 'cause I
Got em all in check
I broke a cop's neck 'cause
He step outta place
Dead pig, murder 1 now I got time to face
The judge that sent me got
Capped by my nigga C
And now his ass is sent up
The river next to me
Four years pass and we back on the shoulder
Hit the cut with fifty
Bought a nice fat boulder
Cut it to a nice fat pile of hubba tens
Got a pocket full of stones
Starting all over again
I wasn't moving keys I
Was barely moving dimes
Started coming up fiends recognize my face
I was paying off the laws so
I wouldn't catch a case
You want to freebase I got
Them hubbas for your ass
A boulder on your pipe and
You can have a megablast
Cash went to stacks, then it went to piles
Thanks to the dope fiends hitting crack vials
Back in the days they used to run
Up saying Pimp C what ya know?
I tell em get this crack and get
The fuck away from me hoe!
'Cause everywhere I went it
Became an instant cut
'Cause they knew I cut them twentys
And them big fat monkey nuts
A fiend gon' be a fiend
You can't change they ass I guess
So them mothafuckas tweak until they take
A Brilo pad in they chest
Now they won't leave me alone
'Cause they know I got a
Whole pocket full of stones
And they won't leave my ass alone
I bought a Cadillac dropped it
To the street top
Got me a family and started pushin crack rock
Rock crack sho paid good in the city set'
Had a fucking ho for every
Letter in the alphabet
Annie and Brenda, Carla and Dee
And a whole lot a fiends that used
To suck my dick for free
(Then what you did C?)
I bought my first key from my babymommabrutha
I cooked the shit myself and
Started passin out them hubbas
Everybody in my faaamly was clockin loot
Sold my cadillac and got a
Brand new lexus sports coupe
I gotta house on the hill
Gotta boat on the lake
Got a detail shop to cover up
Them duckets that I make
It's to the point where I
Don't see dope no more
Still smoke weed still drink beer and toke
Now the laws won't leave me alone
'Cause they know all my niggas got
A pocket full of stones
Living real smooth like Aloe Vera lotion
I'm selling crack rock
The devil's love potion
Three wheel motion on my buick park ave
Fiends used to smoke twenties
Now they smokin slabs
Paid like a muthafucka clientele is growin
Geakin' so bad I got pregnant fiends hoin
Suck a dick and lick an ass
Just to get a bump
Fuck Black Caesar niggas call me Black Trump
Pistol Grip pump in my lap at all times
Niggas fuck wit other niggas shit but
They don't fuck wit mine
Got my money totalled for a big time pass
17-5 I gotta bird on they ass
I put my boys down so
They wouldn't have to rob
Now my click is coming up like the fuckin mob
My workers got workers everybody making green
Gettin cash for putting stones in
The pockets of the fiends
Keys are moving daily
The product selling fast
Me and my nigga C is makin money out the ass
This shit is gettin silly dope
Is so easy to sell
Pay everybody bail ain't no
Spendin time in jail
I gotta make the sales 'cause
It's all about that green
Mo worker mo workers
My face ain't on the scene
My attitude is mean cause I keepin my respect
Ain't nobody out of line 'cause I
Got em all in check
I broke a cop's neck 'cause
He step outta place
Dead pig, murder 1 now I got time to face
The judge that sent me got
Capped by my nigga C
And now his ass is sent up
The river next to me
Four years pass and we back on the shoulder
Hit the cut with fifty
Bought a nice fat boulder
Cut it to a nice fat pile of hubba tens
Got a pocket full of stones
Starting all over again