Pocket Full of Stones (Pimp C Remix)
UGK"Pocket Full of Stones (Pimp C Remix)" é uma música de UGK, 2003, Pop. A música tem 5:57 de duração, 170 lines / 869 words.
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0:00Pocket Full Of Stones(Pimp C Remix) - UGK (地下之王)
0:05I gotta pocket full of stones
0:08I gotta pocket full of stones
0:12I gotta pocket full of stones
0:15I gotta pocket full of stones
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0:24I gotta pocket full of stones
0:27I gotta pocket full of stones
0:32When I first started back in 1989
0:33I wasn't movin keys
0:35I barely movin dimes
0:37Started comin up fiends
0:39Recognize my face
0:40Started payin off the laws
0:42So I wouldn't catch a case
0:43You wanna freebase I got
0:45Them hovers for your a**
0:47You get high as a kite
0:50And you feel a megablast
0:51Cash movin stacks
0:52Then they came to piles
0:53And then them fiends
0:54Started hittin crack viles
0:56Back in the days they
0:58Used to run up sayin
0:59Pimp C what ya know
1:00I tell em get this crack
1:01And get the f**k away
1:03From me hoe
1:04Cause everywhere I went it
1:06Became an instant cut
1:06Cause they knew I cut them
1:08Twentys and them big
1:08Fat monkey nuts
1:09A fiend gon' be a fiend
1:10But you can't change
1:11They a** I guess
1:13Take a Brilo pad to the chest
1:16Now they won't leave me alone
1:18Cause they know I got a
1:20Whole pocket full of stones
1:22I gotta pocket full of stones
1:25I gotta pocket full of stones
1:27I gotta pocket full of stones
1:31I gotta pocket full of stones
1:34I gotta pocket full of stones
1:37I gotta pocket full of stones
1:40I gotta pocket full of stones
1:43And they won't leave my a** alone
1:47I bought a Cadillac brought
1:49It to a street top
1:50Started me a family
1:51And started pushin crack rock
1:53Rock crack sho ain't
1:55Good in the city that
1:56Had a f**kin hoe for
1:59Every letter in the alphabet
2:00Annie and Brenda
2:01Carla and Dee
2:02And a whole lot a fiends
2:04That used to suck my
2:05Dick for free
2:07I bought my first key
2:08From my babymommabrutha
2:10I cooked it up myself and
2:12Started passin out them hovers
2:13Everybody in my faaamly
2:15Was clockin loot
2:16Sold my cadillac and bought
2:18A lexus sports coupe
2:19I gotta house on the hill
2:21Gotta boat on the lake
2:23Gotta a detail shop to cover up
2:25Them duckets that I make
2:26It's to the point where
2:27I don't see d**e no more
2:29Still smoke w**d still
2:30Drink beer and toke
2:31Now all them laws
2:34Won't leave me alone
2:35Cause they know all my niggas
2:37Got a pocket full of stones
2:38I gotta pocket full of stones
2:40I gotta pocket full of stones
2:43I gotta pocket full of stones
2:47I gotta pocket full of stones
2:50I gotta pocket full of stones
2:53I gotta pocket full of stones
2:56I gotta pocket full of stones
2:59And they won't leave my a** alone
3:03Livin real smooth
3:04Like Aloe Vera lotion
3:06I'm sellin crack rock
3:07The devil's love potion
3:09Three wheel motion
3:10On my buick park ave
3:12Fiends used to smoke twenties
3:13Now they smokin slabs
3:15Paid like a muthaf**ka
3:17Clientel is growin
3:18It's gettin so bad
3:19I got pregnant fiends hoin
3:21Suck a dick and lick
3:23An a** just to get a pump
3:25F**k Black Caesar niggaz
3:27Call me Black Trump
3:28Pistol Grip pump in
3:30My lap at all times
3:31Niggaz f**k wit other niggaz sh*t
3:33But they don't f**k wit mine
3:34Got my money totalled
3:36For a big time pass
3:3717-5 I gotta bird on they a**
3:41I put my boys down so
3:42They wouldn't have to rob
3:44Now my click is comin up
3:46Like the f**kin mob
3:47My workers got workers
3:48Everybody makin green
3:49Gettin cash for puttin stones
3:52In the pockets of the fiends
3:53I gotta pocket full of stones
3:56I gotta pocket full of stones
3:59I gotta pocket full of stones
4:02I gotta pocket full of stones
4:05I gotta pocket full of stones
4:09I gotta pocket full of stones
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4:18Business boomin daily
4:20My product sellin fast
4:22Me and my ni**a C is
4:23Makin money out the a**
4:25This sh*t is gettin silly
4:26D**e is so easy to sell
4:28Pay everybody bail ain't
4:30No spendin time in jail
4:31I gotta make the sales
4:33Cause it's all about that green
4:34Mo worker mo workers
4:36My face ain't on the scene
4:38My attitude is mean cause
4:39I keepin my respect
4:41Ain't nobody out of line
4:42Cause I got em all in check
4:44I broke a cops neck
4:46Cause he step outta place
4:47Dead pig, murder 1 now
4:49I got time to face
4:50The judge that sent me
4:52Got capped by my ni**a C
4:53And now his a** is sent up
4:55The river next to me
4:57Four years pass and
4:58We back on the shoulder
5:00Cut a fifty up into
5:01A nice fat boulder
5:03Cut it to a nice fat
5:05Pile of hover tens
5:06Gotta pocket full of
5:07Stones startin all over again
5:35I gotta pocket full of stones
5:38I gotta pocket full of stones
5:41I gotta pocket full of stones
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Pocket Full Of Stones(Pimp C Remix) - UGK (地下之王) I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones 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 a** 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 Back in the days they Used to run up sayin Pimp C what ya know I tell em get this crack And get the f**k 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 But you can't change They a** 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 I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones And they won't leave my a** alone 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 f**kin 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 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 d**e no more Still smoke w**d 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 I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones And they won't leave my a** alone 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 muthaf**ka Clientel is growin It's gettin so bad I got pregnant fiends hoin Suck a dick and lick An a** just to get a pump F**k Black Caesar niggaz Call me Black Trump Pistol Grip pump in My lap at all times Niggaz f**k wit other niggaz sh*t But they don't f**k wit mine Got my money totalled For a big time pass 17-5 I gotta bird on they a** I put my boys down so They wouldn't have to rob Now my click is comin up Like the f**kin mob My workers got workers Everybody makin green Gettin cash for puttin stones In the pockets of the fiends I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones Business boomin daily My product sellin fast Me and my ni**a C is Makin money out the a** This sh*t is gettin silly D**e 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 ni**a C And now his a** 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 I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones I gotta pocket full of stones
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