Luyện nghe bài hát Pocket Full of Stones

When I started back in 1989
I wasn't movin I barely movin dimes
Started comin up fiends recognize my
Started payin off the so I wouldn't catch a case
You wanna freebase I got them for your ass
You get high as a kite and you feel a
movin stacks, then they came to piles
And them fiends started hittin crack viles

Back in the days they used to run up sayin Pimp C ya know?
I tell em get crack and get the fuckawayfrommehoe!
everywhere I went it became an instant cut
Cause they knew I cut twentys and them big fat monkey nuts
A fiend gon' be a fiend, but you can't change ass I guess
Take a Brilo pad to the
Now they leave me alone
Cause they know I got a whole pocket of stones

I gotta full of stones
I gotta pocket of stones
I gotta pocket of stones
And they leave my ass alone

I a Cadillac brought it to a street top
me a family and started pushin crack rock
Rock sho ain't good in the city that
Had a hoe for every letter in the alphabet
and Brenda, Carla and Dee
And a whole lot a fiends that used to suck my dick for
Now did C?
I bought my key from my babymommabrutha
I it up myself and started passin out them hovers
Everybody in my faaamly was clockin
Sold my cadillac and a lexus sports coupe
I gotta on the hill gotta boat on the lake
Gotta a detail shop to cover up them that I make
It's to the point I don't see dope no more
Still smoke weed still drink and toke
Now all laws won't leave me alone
Cause they know all my niggas got a pocket of stones

Livin real smooth like Aloe Vera
I'm crack rock, the devil's love potion
Three wheel motion on my park ave
Fiends used to smoke twenties, now they slabs
Paid like a muthafucka is growin
gettin so bad I got pregnant fiends hoin
Suck a and lick an ass just to get a pump
Fuck Black niggaz call me Black Trump
Pistol pump in my lap at all times
fuck wit other niggaz shit but they don't fuck wit mine
Got my money for a big time pass
17-5 I gotta bird on ass
I put my boys so they wouldn't have to rob
Now my click is up like the fuckin mob
My workers got workers everybody makin
cash for puttin stones in the pockets of the fiends

Business daily, my product sellin fast
Me and my C is makin money out the ass
This shit is silly dope is so easy to sell
Pay everybody bail ain't no time in jail
I gotta the sales cause it's all about that green
Mo worker mo workers, my face ain't on the
My attitude is mean cause I keepin my
Ain't out of line cause I got em all in check
I broke a cops neck cause 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 years pass and we back on the
Cut a fifty up into a nice fat
Cut it to a nice fat pile of tens
Gotta pocket of stones startin all over again!!!