Luyện nghe bài hát Pocket Full of Stones

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

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

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

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

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

boomin daily, my product sellin fast
Me and my C is makin money out the ass
This shit is gettin silly dope is so easy to
Pay everybody bail ain't no spendin time in
I gotta make the sales cause it's all that green
Mo worker mo workers, my face on the scene
My attitude is mean cause I keepin my
Ain't nobody out of line I got em all in check
I broke a cops neck cause he step place
Dead pig, murder 1 now I got to face
The judge that me got capped by my nigga C
And now his ass is sent up the river to me
Four years pass and we back on the
Cut a up into a nice fat boulder
Cut it to a nice fat pile of tens
Gotta full of stones startin all over again!!!