Luyện nghe bài hát Sticky Fingers

Brainiac with a zany act,
I go to work, I smoke me a fat sack
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 shop but I don't rocks
Some say I'm crazy and they think I'm on crack
'Cause I all the shit and I never get it back

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm takin' everything that bolted to the floor
And before I go I the knocker of your front door
Let me be for I'm a thief and a gangster
Before I was a rap singer, they me Sticky Fingers

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