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

When I started back in 1989
I wasn't keys, I barely movin' dimes
Started comin' up fiends, recognize my
Started payin' off the laws so I catch a case
You wanna freebase, I got them for your ass
You get high as a and you feel a mega blast
Cash stacks, then they came to piles
And then them fiends started hittin' crack

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 it became an instant cut
they 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 of stones

I pocket full of stones
I gotta pocket full of
I gotta full of stones
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 crack sho ain't good in the city
Had a fuckin' hoe for letter in the alphabet
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 my babymommabrutha
I it up myself and started passin' out them hovers

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

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

Livin' real smooth like Aloe lotion
I'm sellin' rock, the devil's love potion
Three motion on my buick park ave
Fiends to smoke twenties, now they smokin' slabs
Paid like a muthafucka el is growin'
It's gettin' so bad, I got pregnant hoin'
Suck a dick and lick an ass to get a pump
Fuck Black Caesar niggaz, call me 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 gotta on they ass
I put my boys down so they wouldn't to rob
Now my is comin' up like the fuckin' mob
My workers got workers everybody green
Gettin' cash for puttin' in the pockets of the fiends

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

boomin' daily, my product sellin' fast
Me and my nigga C is money out the ass
This shit is silly, dope is so easy to sell
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 ain't 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, murder 1, now I got to face
The judge that sent me got capped by my C
And now his ass is sent up the next to me
Four years pass and we on the shoulder
Cut a fifty up into a nice fat
Cut it to a nice fat of hover tens
Gotta pocket full of stones all over again