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 ass

You get high as a kite and you feel a mega blast

Cash movin' stacks, then they came to piles

And then them fiends started hittin' crack voiles

Back in the days they used to run up sayin'

"Pimp C, what ya know?"

I tell 'em get this crack and get the **** away from me hoe

'Cuz everywhere I went it became an instant cut

'Cuz they knew I cut them twentys and them big fat monkey n**s

A fiend gon' be a fiend, but you can't change they ass I guess

Take a Brillo pad to the chest, now they won't leave me alone

'Cuz 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

And they won't leave my ass 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 ****ing hoe for every letter in the alphabet

Annie and Brenda, Carla and Dee

And a whole lot a fiends that used to suck my d**k for free

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 family 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 shit no more

Still smoke shit, still drink beer and toke

Now all them laws won't leave me alone

'Cuz 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

And they won't leave my ass 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 mother****er client el is growing

It's gettin' so bad, I got pregnant fiends hoin'

Suck a d**k and lick an ass just to get a pump

**** Black Caesar man, call me Black Trum

Pistol Grip pump in my lap at all times

**** with other niggas shit but they don't **** with min

Got my money totaled 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 ****ing mo

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

And they won't leave my ass alone

Business boomin' daily, my product sellin' fast

Me and my b***h C is making money out the as

This shit is getting silly, shit is so easy to sel

Pay everybody bail, ain't no spendin' time in jail

I gotta make the sales 'cuz it's all about that green

Mo worker, mo workers, my face ain't on the scene

My attitude is mean 'cuz I keepin' my respect

Ain't nobody out of line 'cuz I got 'em all in check

I broke a cops neck 'cuz he step outta place

Dead pig, murder 1, now I got time to face

The judge that sent me got capped by my b***h

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