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

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

Back in the days they to run up sayin'
"Pimp C, ya know?"
I tell 'em get this crack and get the fuck from me hoe
'Cuz everywhere I went it became an cut
'Cuz 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 Brillo pad to the chest, now they won't leave me alone
'Cuz they know I got a whole pocket full of

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

I bought a Cadillac, it to a street top
Started me a family and started pushin' crack
Rock crack sho ain't good in the city
Had a fuckin' hoe for every letter in the
and Brenda, Carla and Dee
And a whole lot a fiends that used to suck my dick for
Now did C?
I bought my first key from my
I it up myself and started passin' out them hovers

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

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

Livin' real smooth like Aloe lotion
I'm sellin' crack rock, the devil's love
Three wheel on my buick park ave
Fiends used to smoke twenties, now they smokin'
like a muthafucka client el is growin'
It's gettin' so bad, I got pregnant fiends
Suck a dick and an ass just to get a pump
Fuck Black niggaz, call me Black Trump

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

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

Business boomin' daily, my product fast
Me and my nigga C is 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 'cuz it's all about green
Mo worker, mo workers, my face ain't on the
My attitude is mean I keepin' my respect
nobody out of line 'cuz I got 'em all in check

I broke a cops neck 'cuz he outta place
Dead pig, murder 1, now I got time to
The that sent me got capped by my nigga C
And now his ass is up the river next to me
Four years and we back on the shoulder
Cut a fifty up into a nice fat
Cut it to a fat pile of hover tens
Gotta pocket full of stones startin' all over