Luyện nghe bài hát Pocket Full of Stones [Pimp C Remix]

When I started back in 1989
I wasn't movin' keys, I movin' dimes
comin' up fiends, recognize my face
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 mega
Cash movin' stacks, then they to piles
And then them started hittin' crack voiles

Back in the they used to run up sayin'
"Pimp C, ya know?"
I tell 'em get crack and get the fuck away from me hoe
'Cuz everywhere I went it became an cut
'Cuz they knew I cut them twentys and them big fat monkey
A fiend gon' be a fiend, but you can't they ass I guess
Take a Brillo pad to the chest, now won't leave me alone
'Cuz they know I got a whole pocket full of

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

I bought a Cadillac, it to a street top
Started me a family and pushin' crack rock
crack sho ain't good in the city that
Had a fuckin' hoe for every 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 my first key from my babymommabrutha
I cooked it up myself and passin' out them hovers

Everybody in my family was loot
Sold my Cadillac and bought a Lexus sports
I house on the hill gotta boat on the lake
Gotta a detail shop to cover up them duckets I make
to the point where I don't see dope no more
Still smoke weed, still drink beer and
Now all laws won't leave me alone
'Cuz they know all my niggas got a pocket full of

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

Livin' real smooth like Vera lotion
I'm sellin' crack rock, the love potion
Three wheel on my buick park ave
used to smoke twenties, now they smokin' slabs
Paid like a muthafucka client el is
It's gettin' so bad, I got pregnant hoin'
a dick and lick an ass just to get a pump
Fuck Black Caesar niggaz, me Black Trump

Grip pump in my lap at all times
Niggaz fuck other niggaz shit but they don't fuck wit' mine
Got my money totaled for a big time
17-5 I bird on they ass
I put my down so they wouldn't have to rob
Now my click is comin' up the fuckin' mob
My workers got workers everybody makin'
Gettin' for puttin' stones in the pockets of the fiends

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

Business boomin' daily, my sellin' fast
Me and my C is makin' money out the ass
This shit is gettin' silly, dope is so to sell
Pay bail, ain't no spendin' time in jail
I gotta make the sales 'cuz it's all about that
Mo worker, mo workers, my ain't on the scene
My attitude is 'cuz I keepin' my respect
Ain't nobody out of 'cuz I got 'em all in check

I broke a neck 'cuz he step outta place
pig, murder 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 pass and we back on the shoulder
Cut a fifty up into a nice fat
Cut it to a nice fat of hover tens
Gotta pocket full of startin' all over again