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

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

Back in the days they used to run up
"Pimp C, ya know?"
I tell 'em get this crack and get the fuck away me hoe
'Cuz everywhere I went it became an cut
'Cuz they knew I cut them twentys and big fat monkey nuts
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 know I got a whole pocket full of stones

I pocket full of stones
I gotta pocket of stones
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 good in the city that
Had a hoe for every letter in the alphabet
and Brenda, Carla and Dee
And a whole lot a fiends used to suck my dick for free
Now did C?
I bought my first key from my
I cooked it up myself and passin' out them hovers

Everybody in my was clockin' 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 that I make
It's to the where I don't 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 full of
I gotta pocket of stones
I gotta full of stones
And they won't my ass alone

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

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

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

Business daily, my product sellin' fast
Me and my nigga C is makin' out the ass
This shit is gettin' silly, dope is so easy to
Pay everybody bail, ain't no spendin' in jail
I make the sales 'cuz it's all about that green
Mo worker, mo workers, my face ain't on the
My attitude is mean 'cuz I my respect
Ain't nobody out of line 'cuz I got 'em all in

I broke a cops neck he step outta place
pig, murder 1, now I got time to face
The judge that sent me got capped by my C
And now his ass is up the river next 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 hover
pocket full of stones startin' all over again