When I first started in 1989 I wasn't keys, I barely movin' dimes comin' up fiends, recognize my face Started payin' off the so I wouldn't catch a case You freebase, I got them hovers for your ass You get high as a kite and you a mega blast Cash movin' stacks, then they to piles And then them fiends started hittin' crack
Back in the they used to run up sayin' "Pimp C, ya know?" I tell 'em get this crack and get the fuck away me hoe 'Cuz everywhere I it became an instant cut 'Cuz they knew I cut them twentys and big fat monkey nuts A fiend be a fiend, but you can't change they ass I guess a Brillo pad to the chest, now they won't leave me alone 'Cuz they know I got a pocket full of stones
I pocket full of stones I gotta pocket of stones I pocket full of stones And they won't my ass alone
I bought a Cadillac, brought it to a top Started me a family and started pushin' rock Rock crack sho good in the city that Had a fuckin' hoe for letter in the alphabet Annie and Brenda, and Dee And a whole lot a fiends that used to suck my for free Now did C? I my first key from my babymommabrutha I cooked it up myself and started out them hovers
Everybody in my family was clockin' Sold my Cadillac and a Lexus sports coupe I house on the hill gotta boat on the lake Gotta a detail shop to cover up them duckets I make It's to the point where I don't see dope no Still weed, still drink beer and toke Now all them won't leave me alone 'Cuz they know all my niggas got a pocket full of
I gotta pocket of stones I pocket full of stones I pocket full of stones And won't leave my ass alone
Livin' real smooth Aloe Vera lotion I'm crack rock, the devil's love potion wheel motion on my buick park ave Fiends used to smoke twenties, now they slabs Paid a muthafucka client el is growin' It's gettin' so bad, I got pregnant fiends Suck a dick and lick an ass to get a pump Black Caesar niggaz, call me Black Trump
Pistol pump in my lap at all times Niggaz fuck wit' other niggaz shit but they fuck wit' mine Got my totaled for a big time pass 17-5 I bird on they ass I put my boys so they wouldn't have to rob Now my click is comin' up like the mob My workers got workers everybody green Gettin' cash for puttin' stones in the of the fiends
I gotta full of stones I gotta pocket full of I pocket full of stones And they leave my ass alone
boomin' daily, my product sellin' fast Me and my nigga C is makin' out the ass This shit is gettin' silly, dope is so to sell Pay everybody bail, ain't no spendin' in jail I make the sales 'cuz it's all about that green Mo worker, mo workers, my face ain't on the My attitude is mean 'cuz I keepin' my nobody out of line 'cuz I got 'em all in check
I broke a cops neck 'cuz he step outta Dead pig, 1, now I got time to face The judge that me got capped by my nigga C And now his ass is sent up the next to me Four pass and we back on the shoulder Cut a fifty up a nice fat boulder Cut it to a nice fat pile of tens Gotta pocket full of stones all over again