Luyện nghe bài hát Sticky Fingers

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

Yes, I'm on my way to the bait or I say
The pawn shop but I smoke rocks
Some say I'm crazy and they think I'm on crack
'Cause I hock all the shit and I never get it

loco, you better call Bronco
Stole a link my auntie and sold it to my uncle
Took the from a hearse, romanced a nurse
Put the girl to sleep I went 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, called me Sticky Finger

But he's stickin' you and takin' all of you money, I ain't
Got gaffled like that, don't you blink or rob your ass blind
What you doin' in that people's window?
Gimme that big fat dope sack, gimme that
Gimme big gold chain, that's the life, a-that I lead

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

I never had a grip, so I learn how to
My trench coat is long and now I got some shit
Yeah buddy, shit's good
Gets much props and respect the hood

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

Early birds the worm, so I crow like a rooster
They follow me round the because they know that I'm a booster
Tell me what you want and be the stealer
Call me Coolio or me Sticky Fingers

Coolio, first 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 I don't like the lockup
Turn out the lights and get ready for the up
One plus equals four for the knockout
Got circles on that ass like a Mike Tyson out

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

Up, up and like a rocket
Some got shot, now I'm goin' through his pockets
He won't be needin' no dollars where goin'
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 steal the knocker of your door
Let me be for I'm a thief and a gangster
Before I was a rap singer, called me Sticky Fingers

Yeah, we want everything, do you any dreams?
We want too