Pocket Full Of Stones, Pt. 2 chords and lyrics - UGK

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
(Bun B) [C]When I first
started back [G]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
[C]You get [G]high as a kite and
you feel a megablast
cash movin stacks,
then they came to piles
And then [Fm]them fiends started
[G]hittin crack viles

[Verse 2]
(Pimp C) Back in the days they [F]used to
run up
sayin [G]Pimp C what ya know?
I tell em get this [F]crack [G]and get the
fuckawayfrommehoe!
Cause everywhere I [F]went it be
[G]came 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 [F]I guess
[G]take a Brilo pad to the chest
now they won't leave me alone
cause they know I [Ab]got a whole
[G]pocket full of stones
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[Verse 3]
I gotta pocket full of [G]stones
I gotta pocket full of [F]stones[G]
I gotta pocket full of stones
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And they won't leave my
ass [F]alone[G]

[Verse 4]
(Pimp C) [G]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 [C]fiends that used to
[G]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 [F]know all my [G]niggas got
a pocket full of stones

[Verse 5]
Chorus
[G]
(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 [C]twenties,
[G]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
[Ab]Got my money totalled for a
[G]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
[Ab]Chorus

[Interlude 1]
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[Verse 6]
(Bun B) [G]Business
boomin [C]daily,
my [G]product sellin fast
me and my nigga [C]C is makin
[G]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 [Ab]judge that sent me [G]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 [Ab]fifty up into a [G]nice fat boulder
Cut it to a nice fat pile of hover tens
Gotta [Ab]pocket full of stones startin [G]all over again!!!

[Outro 1]
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