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

When I first started in 1989
I wasn't keys, I barely 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 hovers for ass
You get high as a and you feel a mega blast
Cash movin' stacks, then came to piles
And then them fiends hittin' crack voiles

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

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

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

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

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

Livin' real smooth like Aloe lotion
I'm crack rock, the devil's love potion
wheel motion on my buick park ave
Fiends used to 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 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 fuck wit' mine
Got my totaled for a big time pass
17-5 I gotta on they ass
I put my down so they wouldn't have to rob
Now my click is up like the fuckin' mob
My workers got workers everybody makin'
Gettin' cash for puttin' stones in the pockets of the

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

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

I broke a cops neck he step outta place
Dead pig, 1, now I got time to face
The judge sent me got capped 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 pile of tens
Gotta pocket full of startin' all over again