Luyện nghe bài hát Pocket Full of Stones

When I first back in 1989
I wasn't movin keys I barely dimes
Started up fiends recognize my face
Started payin off the laws so I wouldn't catch a
You wanna I got them hovers for your ass
You get high as a kite and you a megablast
Cash movin stacks, then they to piles
And then them started hittin crack viles

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

I gotta pocket of stones
I pocket full of stones
I gotta pocket of stones
And they won't leave my ass

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

Livin real smooth Aloe Vera lotion
I'm sellin rock, the devil's love potion
Three wheel motion on my park ave
Fiends to smoke twenties, now they smokin slabs
Paid a muthafucka clientel is growin
It's so bad I got pregnant fiends hoin
a dick and lick an ass just to get a pump
Fuck Black niggaz call me Black Trump
Grip pump in my lap at all times
Niggaz fuck wit other 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 down so they wouldn't to rob
Now my click is up like the fuckin mob
My workers got everybody makin green
Gettin cash for puttin stones in the pockets of the

Business boomin daily, my product sellin
Me and my nigga C is money out the ass
This shit is gettin dope is so easy to sell
Pay everybody ain't no spendin time in jail
I gotta make the cause it's all about that green
Mo mo workers, my face ain't on the scene
My attitude is mean cause I my respect
Ain't nobody out of cause I got em all in check
I broke a neck cause he step outta place
Dead pig, murder 1 now I got to face
The judge sent me got capped by my nigga C
And now his ass is sent up the river to me
Four years pass and we on the shoulder
Cut a fifty up into a nice fat
Cut it to a nice fat of hover tens
Gotta pocket full of stones all over again!!!