Tom: B minor•
Verse 1
D
A
When I first started back in 1989
I barely movin dimes
A
Bm
Started comin up fiends
D
A
recognize my face
Bm
Started payin off the laws so
A
Bm
I wouldn't catch a case
You wanna freebase I got
A
Bm
them hovers for your ass
A
Bm
D
You get high as a kite and you feel
A
Bm
a megablast
cash movin stacks,
F#m
A
Bm
then they came to piles
And then them fiends started
hittin crack viles
Verse 2
Bm
(Pimp C) Back in the days they used to
run up sayin
A
Bm
D
A
Pimp C what ya know?
Bm
A
Bm
I tell em get this crack and get
the fuckawayfrommehoe!
D
Cause everywhere I went it
Bm
Cause they knew I cut them
F#m
twentys and them big fat monkey nuts
Bm
A fiend gon' be a fiend,
but you can't change they ass I guess
take a Brilo pad to the chest
A
Bm
now they won't leave me alone
A
cause they know I got a whole pocket
A
Bm
Verse 3
Chorus:
A
Bm
I gotta pocket full of stones
I gotta pocket full of stones
A
Bm
I gotta pocket full of stones
A
And they won't leave my ass alone
Bm
(Pimp C) I bought a Cadillac
Verse 4
Bm
brought
A
Bm
Started me a family and started
Bm
D
A
Bm
Rock crack sho ain't
A
Bm
good in the city that
A
Had a fuckin hoe for every
Bm
letter in the alphabet
A
Bm
Annie and Brenda, Carla and Dee
And a whole lot a fiends that used to
suck my dick for free
A
Bm
(Bun B) Now what did C?
D
A
I bought my first key from my
I cooked it up myself and started passin
A
Bm
out them hovers
A
Everybody in my faaamly was
Bm
A
Bm
A
clockin loot
Bm
Sold my cadillac and bought
a lexus sports coupe
A
I gotta house on the hill gotta
Bm
A
Bm
boat on the lake
A
Bm
Gotta a detail shop to cover up
them duckets that I make
A
It's to the point where I don't
A
Bm
Still smoke weed still
Bm
Now all them laws won't
D
A
Bm
A
leave me alone
Bm
D
A
Cause they know all my niggas
Bm
got a pocket full of stones
A
Chorus
Bm
(Bun B) Livin real smooth
Verse 5
Bm
Bm
I'm sellin crack rock,
the devil's love potion
D
A
Bm
Three wheel motion on
Bm
A
Fiends used to smoke twenties,
G
Bm
Paid like a
muthafucka clientel is growin
It's gettin so bad I got pregnant
Bm
suck a dick and lick an
ass just to get a pump
A
Bm
fuck Black Caesar niggaz call
D
Bm
A
Bm
me Black Trump
A
Pistol Grip pump in my lap at
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
A
Bm
A
have to rob
Bm
Now my click is comin up
like the fuckin mob
My workers got workers
A
Bm
everybody makin green
A
Bm
A
Bm
A
gettin cash for puttin stones in the
Bm
A
Bm
A
pockets of
Verse 6
Bm
Chorus
(Bun B)
D
A
Business boomin daily,
Bm
my product sellin fast
A
Bm
me and my nigga C is mak
D
A
Bm
in money out the ass
A
This shit is gettin silly dope is so easy to sell
Bm
Pay everybody bail ain't
no spendin time in jail
I gotta make the sales cause it's
all about that green
A
Bm
Mo worker mo workers,
D
Bm
my face ain't on the scene
A
Bm
My attitude is mean cause
Bm
A
Bm
Ain't nobody out of line
cause I got em all in check
A
Bm
I broke a cops neck cause
D
A
Bm
he step outta place
A
Bm
Dead pig, murder 1 now I
got time to face
The judge that sent me got
D
Bm
capped by my nigga C
And now his ass is sent up the
A
Bm
river next to me
A
Bm
A
Four years pass and we
Bm
D
back on the shoulder
A
Bm
A
Bm
Cut a fifty up into a nice fat boulder
D
Cut it to a nice fat pile of hover tens
Bm
Gotta pocket full of stones
startin all over again!!!
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