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
Started comin' up fiends, my face
Started payin' off the laws so I wouldn't a case
You wanna freebase, I got hovers for your ass
You get high as a kite and you a mega blast
Cash stacks, then they came to piles
And then them fiends started crack voiles

Back in the days used to run up sayin'
"Pimp C, ya know?"
I tell 'em get this and get the fuck away from me hoe
'Cuz everywhere I went it became an cut
'Cuz they I cut them twentys and them big fat monkey nuts
A fiend gon' be a fiend, but you change they ass I guess
Take a Brillo pad to the chest, now they leave me alone
'Cuz they know I got a whole full of stones

I gotta pocket full of
I gotta full of stones
I gotta pocket full of
And they leave my ass alone

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

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

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

real smooth like Aloe Vera lotion
I'm sellin' rock, the devil's love potion
wheel motion on my buick park ave
Fiends used to twenties, now they smokin' slabs
like a muthafucka client 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 niggaz, call me Black Trump

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

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

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

I broke a cops neck 'cuz he step 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
Four pass and we back on the shoulder
Cut a fifty up into a nice fat
Cut it to a nice fat pile of hover
pocket full of stones startin' all over again