UGK, from Port Arthur, TX, the neighboring city to Beaumont, TX, released their debut EP The Southern Way in 1992. It was distributed by local record label Bigtyme Recordz and only available as an audio cassette. They quickly caught the attention of Jive Records, and were signed to a five album record contract. Their major label debut album Too Hard to Swallow was released later that same year, on November 10. While it featured several new recordings, it also featured several songs that had been culled from The Southern Way. However, several songs that had been intended to be included on the album were excised at the last minute, apparently due to their overly explicit content. Five of these songs would surface two months before Too Hard to Swallow’s release, on an EP distributed by Bigtyme Recordz; appropriately enough, the EP was titled Banned.
Their sophomore album Super Tight… was released two years later, on August 30. Unlike their previous effort, it managed to break into the Billboard Hot 200, but ultimately peaked at a disappointing #95. Two more years passed before the release of their third album, Ridin’ Dirty. It performed better than either of its predecessors, and almost broke into the Hot 200’s top-ten, before stopping short at #15. Ridin’ Dirty would also be UGK’s last album for the time being, as they went on a five year hiatus not long afterward.
In the interim, UGK made a high-profile guest appearance on Jay-Z’s 2000 smash hit “Big Pimpin” and also appeared on Three 6 Mafia’s hit “Sippin’ on Some Sizzurp” later the very same year. Both of these collaborations greatly increased their reputation, and helped fuel anticipation for their next project. Unfortunately, Jive failed to capitalize on this new-found interest in the duo, as their sixth album, 2001’s Dirty Money, came and went with little or no fanfare.
Further problems arose in 2002, when Pimp C was incarcerated for an aggravated gun assault charge on January 28. Throughout the time of his incarceration, Bun B carried on the UGK name by making numerous guest appearances on songs by other artists, with every appearance either mentioning Pimp C or featuring a “Free Pimp C!” or “Free the Pimp” chant. Many of UGK’s peers did the same, and mentioned Pimp C in their own songs with or without Bun B. During this period, Jive released a Best of UGK album, as well as a Chopped & Screwed remix album.
As a result of Pimp C’s incarceration, both members of UGK began solo careers out of necessity. Rap-A-Lot Records released Pimp C’s solo debut, Sweet James Jones Stories, on March 1, 2005. Bun B later released his own solo foray, Trill, on October 18, 2005. It opened at #6 on the Billboard Hot 200, and also peaked at #1 on Billboard’s Top R&B/Hip-hop Album chart. It was quickly certified gold by the RIAA.
On December 30, 2005, Pimp C was released from prison and was scheduled to be on parole until December 2009. He released his first post-incarceration album, titled Pimpalation, on July 25, 2006.
UGK released Underground Kingz, their 7th studio album in August 2007. The two-disc, 26-track album hit #1 on the Billboard charts after selling 157,000 copies in its first week, strongly supported by the hit single Int’l Players Anthem (I Choose You). The single featured OutKast, and used a beat created by Three 6 Mafia’s DJ Paul and Juicy J, which was originally used in a song by Project Pat.
On December 4th, 2007, Pimp C was found dead at age 33 in his room at Hollywood’s La Mondrian hotel in Los Angeles, California, where he had been playing shows with Too $hort. According to the Los Angeles County Coroner’s Office Pimp C died from accidental overdose of Promethazine/Codeine “syrup” combined with a preexisting medical condition known as sleep apnea, which causes a person to stop breathing during sleep. He was buried on December 11th, 2007 in his hometown of Port Arthur, TX.
Pocket Full of Stone Pt. 2
UGK Lyrics
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I don't wanna do it but a nigga gotta eat
I'm fresh outta jail so you
Know a nigga swole
Straight to Short Texas where the
Fucking dope is sold
Cocaine lady white lady selling good
Got them hoes on that bar
Making all that paper fucking
Hoes in the sheets motherfucking fearless
Smoking big fat Swisher Sweets
It's the return of the
Main motherfucker selling crack!
Time to give it away now
On the Short four years on my back
But see it's cool
They know me when they see me
So they holler "Big Bun!"
The nigga that don't give a fuck
About the value of a dollar
Fiends know me and wave like I'm a star
Cause they know I've got the white girl
And the black tar in my car
So when you see the nigga
Face you know it's on
I'm back in this bitch with another
Pocket full of fucking stones bitch!
I got a pocket full of stones
Got a pocket full of stones
I got a pocket full of stones
And they won't leave my ass alone
The law turn their backs on
The street so they trip
Trying to catch me on the short
While I'm slanging for my grip
So now I'm hitting licks
Quick quiet as a mouse
Last quarters damn it's time to get a house
I found me a shack deep west by the bridge
And stored half a bird in the
Next town by Willow Ridge
And brought it back to PA
Right past the undercovers
Couldn't find my o-clip so I
Ask their lil brothers
They still wearing Dickies like they
Did when I left
Making moneys number one right
Before life or death
And fucking hoes down Cause I
Been in that world
Coming up on these wannabes
Sporting Jheri Curls
So anything ya need whether weed, speed, cain
Heroin, ice, ecstasy ya find I got it made
How far to see ya peep
When you need ya very own
Bring ya mother or your brother
When ya'll need another pocket
Full of motherfucking stones bitch!
I got a pocket full of stones
Got a pocket full of stones
I got a pocket full of stones
And they won't leave my ass alone
I bought an old ass 50 dropped
It down to the pavement
Every damn dime that I made I
Made a nigga save it cus I knew a nigga in
The city with that case?
Making big stacks but I keep that on the cool
Got some hoes slanging sugar at
The school for me fool
Selling big bundles of that
Heroin with that E
No more ounces baby all I sell is forty keys
I got a house and a car
But I stay outta sight
Ask DJ Bird, ain't I chilly nigga? (TIGHT)
Sharp as a sickle, need a nickle
Nigga please
I got some shit make an elephant
Buckle to his fucking knees
So tell all them hoes you met Pimp C
A slow walking, country talking
Weed smoking G
Cause I'ma show these hoes how
Shit supposed to be
When you ain't a fucking nigga you
Can come inside with me
I got a pocket full of stones
Got a pocket full of stones
I got a pocket full of stones
And they won't leave my ass alone
Shit is fucked up but I
Still pack that chrome
Motherfucking feds got a tap on my phone
But if they run their fucking
Ass up in my home
BUCK-BUCK-BUCK to they motherfucking dome
Cause like Bun said "We ain't
No punk ass tricks"
Cause niggas tired of all that fuck ass shit
And if they leave it up to me
They find em stanking in a ditch
Cause can't no gosh damn body stop crack
As long as young niggas making big fat stacks
I tried to do it legal making records
Heavy bent like 2Pac said "it didn't
Pay the fucking rent"
So now I'm cooking-cooking
Selling that crack and making bags
A nigga doing bad so I had
To sell my fucking Jag
I tried to get a job but
They say that I'm too known
So I'm back on the streets with my niggas
With a motherfucking pocket full of stones
I got a pocket full of
Stones starting all over again
In "Pocket Full of Stones Pt. 2" by UGK, the lyrics depict the life of a drug dealer trying to make ends meet in the streets. The opening lines "36 ounces make 'em bounce in the street! I don't wanna do it but a nigga gotta eat" reflect the desperation and necessity that drives the singer to engage in illegal activities. They are fresh out of jail and headed straight to Short Texas, a place known for selling drugs, particularly cocaine.
The lyrics highlight the main character's position in the drug trade and their involvement in the distribution of drugs, particularly cocaine, referred to as the "white lady." They have hoes working for them, selling drugs in their neighborhood, and making money. The lines "In my motherfucking hood, making all that paper fucking, hoes in the sheets, motherfucking fearless, smoking big fat Swisher Sweets" illustrate their dominance and disregard for consequences.
The main character is seen as an important figure in their community, with the lyrics stating, "It's the return of the main motherfucker selling crack! Time to give it away now." They have gained a reputation, known as Big Bun, and enjoy the familiarity and respect of their customers. The lyrics also highlight the singer's indifference towards money, emphasizing that they don't care about the value of a dollar.
The lyrics reflect the risks and challenges the singer faces, including law enforcement trying to catch them while they are selling drugs. The lines "I'm hitting licks quick, quiet as a mouse. Last quarters, damn it's time to get a house" indicate that they are stealing from unsuspecting victims to supplement their income. Additionally, they describe finding a place to store drugs and their attempts to avoid detection by hiding in plain sight.
As the song progresses, the singer describes their success in the drug trade, selling various substances such as weed, speed, cain, heroin, ice, and ecstasy. They have acquired a house and a car, maintaining a low profile. The lyrics also mention pimping and their ability to control women who work for them. They establish their power and dominance, boasting about their ability to incapacitate anyone, even an elephant, with the drugs they sell.
The lyrics also express the main character's frustration with the authorities as they continue to engage in their illegal activities. They are aware of being monitored, with taps on their phone and potential home invasions by the police. However, they show defiance, indicating their willingness to retaliate and protect themselves if necessary.
Towards the end of the song, the singer reflects on their decision to return to the drug trade after attempting legal avenues, such as making records. The lyrics suggest a sense of resignation and starting over again, possibly due to a lack of viable alternatives. The singer implies that as long as there is demand and profit to be made, the drug trade will continue irrespective of the consequences.
Through these lyrics, UGK sheds light on the realities and struggles of individuals involved in the drug trade, capturing the desperation, risks, and consequences they face while trying to survive and make a living in their environment.
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