Luyện nghe bài hát Sticky Fingers

Brainiac with a zany act,
Before I go to work, I smoke me a fat
Of indo, then climb through the
And eye the VCR and it in the Pinto, huh

Yes, I'm on my way to the or should I say
The pawn but I don't smoke rocks
Some people say I'm crazy and they think I'm on
'Cause I hock all the shit and I get it back

Coolio loco, you better call
Stole a link from my and sold it to my uncle
Took the from a hearse, romanced a nurse
Put the girl to sleep then I through her purse

Bandit, underhanded, yes I'm
Snake in the fool, I'm taking chances
If the is right, you can call me a killer
Before I was a rap singer, they called me Sticky

But stickin' you and takin' all of you money, I ain't never
Got gaffled like that, you blink or I'ma rob your ass blind
What you doin' in that people's window?
Gimme that big fat sack, gimme that Cadillac
Gimme that big chain, that's the life, a-that I lead

Coolio call me shady, janky, right
You and your crew better duck my gunshots
I no shit, carryin' no drama
If I can't get you, I bust a cap on momma

I had a grip, so I learn how to shoplift
My trench coat is long and now I got some shit
Yeah buddy, shit's lookin'
much props and respect from the hood

Caps my raps and a trunk full of hubcaps
Step to the crew and you're bound to a pimp slap
But I don't pimp no bitch for my
They got I want, I just rob the hoe

Early birds catch the worm, so I like a rooster
They follow me the store because they know that I'm a booster
Tell me what you want and I'll be the
Call me or call me Sticky Fingers

Coolio, they do' ring, now they mob ring, told you before
You shouldn'ta never fell asleep, it up, give it up, give it up

I don't wanna go to jail 'cause I like the lockup
Turn out the lights and get ready for the up
One plus three equals for the knockout
Got circles on that ass like a Mike punch out

You better hide your shit if you keep it
I'm driving the street in your 'llac while you're sleepin'
I was born a sickness that they call brokeness
Never said I was the but I'm damn sure the loc'est

Up, up and away like a
Some fool got shot, now I'm through his pockets
He won't be needin' no dollars he's goin'
And when I get to hell, I'ma act like I don't him

I'm everything that ain't bolted to the floor
And before I go I steal the of your front door
Let me be free for I'm a thief and a
Before I was a rap singer, they me Sticky Fingers

Yeah, we want everything, do you have any
We them too