Luyện nghe bài hát Pocket Full of Stones

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

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

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

I a Cadillac brought it to a street top
Started me a family and started crack rock
crack 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 fiends that used to my dick for free
Now did C?
I bought my key from my babymommabrutha
I it up myself and started passin out them hovers
Everybody in my was clockin loot
Sold my and bought a lexus sports coupe
I gotta on the hill gotta boat on the lake
Gotta a shop to cover up them duckets that I make
to the point where I don't see dope no more
Still smoke weed still drink beer and
Now all them laws leave me alone
Cause they know all my got a pocket full of stones

Livin smooth like Aloe Vera lotion
I'm sellin crack rock, the devil's potion
Three motion on my buick park ave
Fiends to smoke twenties, now they smokin slabs
like 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 niggaz shit but they don't wit mine
Got my money totalled for a big pass
17-5 I gotta on they ass
I put my boys down so they have to rob
Now my click is up like the fuckin mob
My workers got workers everybody green
Gettin for puttin stones in the pockets of the fiends

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