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
Started 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 kite and you feel a mega
Cash movin' stacks, then they 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 crack and get the away from me hoe
'Cuz everywhere I went it an instant cut
'Cuz they I cut them twentys and them big fat monkey nuts
A fiend gon' be a fiend, but you can't change they ass I
Take a Brillo pad to the chest, now won't leave me alone
'Cuz they know I got a whole 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

I a Cadillac, brought it to a street top
Started me a family and started crack rock
Rock crack sho ain't in the city that
Had a fuckin' hoe for letter in the alphabet
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 from my
I it up myself and started passin' out them hovers

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

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

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

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

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

Business boomin' daily, my product 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 that green
Mo worker, mo workers, my face on the scene
My is mean 'cuz I keepin' my respect
nobody out of line 'cuz I got 'em all in check

I broke a cops neck 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 up the river next to me
years pass and we back on the shoulder
Cut a up into a nice fat boulder
Cut it to a fat pile of hover tens
Gotta pocket of stones startin' all over again