Pocket Full of Stones Lyrics
| Song | Pocket Full of Stones |
| Artist | UGK |
| Album | Side Hustles |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Butler, Freeman | |
| When I first started back in 1989 | |
| I wasn't movin keys I barely movin dimes | |
| Started comin up fiends recognize my face | |
| Started payin off the laws so I wouldn't catch a case | |
| You wanna freebase I got them hovers for your ass | |
| You get high as a kite and you feel a megablast | |
| cash movin stacks, then they came to piles | |
| And then them fiends started hittin crack viles | |
| [Pimp C] | |
| Back in the days they used to run up sayin Pimp C what ya know? | |
| I tell em get this crack and get the fuckawayfrommehoe! | |
| 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, but you can't change they ass I guess | |
| take a Brilo pad to the chest | |
| now they won't leave me alone | |
| cause they know I got a whole pocket full of stones | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| I gotta pocket full of stones | |
| I gotta pocket full of stones | |
| I gotta pocket full of stones | |
| And they won't leave my ass alone | |
| [Pimp C] | |
| I bought a Cadillac brought it to a street top | |
| Started me a family and started pushin crack rock | |
| Rock crack sho ain't good in the city that | |
| Had a fuckin hoe 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 | |
| [Bun B] | |
| Now what did C? | |
| I bought my first key from my babymommabrutha | |
| I cooked it up myself and started passin out them hovers | |
| Everybody in my faaamly was clockin loot | |
| Sold my cadillac and bought a lexus sports coupe | |
| I gotta house on the hill gotta boat on the lake | |
| Gotta 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 all them laws won't leave me alone | |
| Cause they know all my niggas got a pocket full of stones | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Bun B] | |
| Livin real smooth like Aloe Vera lotion | |
| I'm sellin 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 clientel is growin | |
| It's gettin so bad I got pregnant fiends hoin | |
| suck a dick and lick an ass just to get a pump | |
| fuck Black Caesar niggaz call me Black Trump | |
| Pistol Grip pump in my lap at all times | |
| Niggaz fuck wit other niggaz 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 comin up like the fuckin mob | |
| My workers got workers everybody makin green | |
| gettin cash for puttin stones in the pockets of the fiends | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Bun B] | |
| Business boomin daily, my product sellin 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 cops 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 | |
| Cut a fifty up into a nice fat boulder | |
| Cut it to a nice fat pile of hover tens | |
| Gotta pocket full of stones startin all over again!!! |
| zuo qu : Butler, Freeman | |
| When I first started back in 1989 | |
| I wasn' t movin keys I barely movin dimes | |
| Started comin up fiends recognize my face | |
| Started payin off the laws so I wouldn' t catch a case | |
| You wanna freebase I got them hovers for your ass | |
| You get high as a kite and you feel a megablast | |
| cash movin stacks, then they came to piles | |
| And then them fiends started hittin crack viles | |
| Pimp C | |
| Back in the days they used to run up sayin Pimp C what ya know? | |
| I tell em get this crack and get the fuckawayfrommehoe! | |
| 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, but you can' t change they ass I guess | |
| take a Brilo pad to the chest | |
| now they won' t leave me alone | |
| cause they know I got a whole pocket full of stones | |
| Chorus: | |
| I gotta pocket full of stones | |
| I gotta pocket full of stones | |
| I gotta pocket full of stones | |
| And they won' t leave my ass alone | |
| Pimp C | |
| I bought a Cadillac brought it to a street top | |
| Started me a family and started pushin crack rock | |
| Rock crack sho ain' t good in the city that | |
| Had a fuckin hoe 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 | |
| Bun B | |
| Now what did C? | |
| I bought my first key from my babymommabrutha | |
| I cooked it up myself and started passin out them hovers | |
| Everybody in my faaamly was clockin loot | |
| Sold my cadillac and bought a lexus sports coupe | |
| I gotta house on the hill gotta boat on the lake | |
| Gotta 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 all them laws won' t leave me alone | |
| Cause they know all my niggas got a pocket full of stones | |
| Chorus | |
| Bun B | |
| Livin real smooth like Aloe Vera lotion | |
| I' m sellin 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 clientel is growin | |
| It' s gettin so bad I got pregnant fiends hoin | |
| suck a dick and lick an ass just to get a pump | |
| fuck Black Caesar niggaz call me Black Trump | |
| Pistol Grip pump in my lap at all times | |
| Niggaz fuck wit other niggaz shit but they don' t fuck wit mine | |
| Got my money totalled for a big time pass | |
| 175 I gotta bird on they ass | |
| I put my boys down so they wouldn' t have to rob | |
| Now my click is comin up like the fuckin mob | |
| My workers got workers everybody makin green | |
| gettin cash for puttin stones in the pockets of the fiends | |
| Chorus | |
| Bun B | |
| Business boomin daily, my product sellin 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 cops 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 | |
| Cut a fifty up into a nice fat boulder | |
| Cut it to a nice fat pile of hover tens | |
| Gotta pocket full of stones startin all over again!!! |
| zuò qǔ : Butler, Freeman | |
| When I first started back in 1989 | |
| I wasn' t movin keys I barely movin dimes | |
| Started comin up fiends recognize my face | |
| Started payin off the laws so I wouldn' t catch a case | |
| You wanna freebase I got them hovers for your ass | |
| You get high as a kite and you feel a megablast | |
| cash movin stacks, then they came to piles | |
| And then them fiends started hittin crack viles | |
| Pimp C | |
| Back in the days they used to run up sayin Pimp C what ya know? | |
| I tell em get this crack and get the fuckawayfrommehoe! | |
| 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, but you can' t change they ass I guess | |
| take a Brilo pad to the chest | |
| now they won' t leave me alone | |
| cause they know I got a whole pocket full of stones | |
| Chorus: | |
| I gotta pocket full of stones | |
| I gotta pocket full of stones | |
| I gotta pocket full of stones | |
| And they won' t leave my ass alone | |
| Pimp C | |
| I bought a Cadillac brought it to a street top | |
| Started me a family and started pushin crack rock | |
| Rock crack sho ain' t good in the city that | |
| Had a fuckin hoe 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 | |
| Bun B | |
| Now what did C? | |
| I bought my first key from my babymommabrutha | |
| I cooked it up myself and started passin out them hovers | |
| Everybody in my faaamly was clockin loot | |
| Sold my cadillac and bought a lexus sports coupe | |
| I gotta house on the hill gotta boat on the lake | |
| Gotta 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 all them laws won' t leave me alone | |
| Cause they know all my niggas got a pocket full of stones | |
| Chorus | |
| Bun B | |
| Livin real smooth like Aloe Vera lotion | |
| I' m sellin 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 clientel is growin | |
| It' s gettin so bad I got pregnant fiends hoin | |
| suck a dick and lick an ass just to get a pump | |
| fuck Black Caesar niggaz call me Black Trump | |
| Pistol Grip pump in my lap at all times | |
| Niggaz fuck wit other niggaz shit but they don' t fuck wit mine | |
| Got my money totalled for a big time pass | |
| 175 I gotta bird on they ass | |
| I put my boys down so they wouldn' t have to rob | |
| Now my click is comin up like the fuckin mob | |
| My workers got workers everybody makin green | |
| gettin cash for puttin stones in the pockets of the fiends | |
| Chorus | |
| Bun B | |
| Business boomin daily, my product sellin 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 cops 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 | |
| Cut a fifty up into a nice fat boulder | |
| Cut it to a nice fat pile of hover tens | |
| Gotta pocket full of stones startin all over again!!! |
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