Luyện nghe bài hát Sticky Fingers

Brainiac a zany act, cleptomaniac
I go to work, I smoke me a fat sack
Of indo, then climb 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 don't smoke
Some people say I'm crazy and they think I'm on
'Cause I all the shit and I never get it back

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

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

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

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

I never had a grip, so I how to shoplift
My coat is long and now I got some fresh shit
Yeah buddy, lookin' good
much props and respect from the hood

Caps from my raps and a trunk of hubcaps
Step to the crew and you're to catch 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 crow a rooster
They follow me round the store because they that I'm a booster
Tell me what you want and be the stealer
me Coolio 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, it up, give it up

I don't wanna go to '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 like a 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 that they call brokeness
Never I was the best but I'm damn sure the loc'est

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

I'm takin' everything that ain't to the floor
And before I go I steal the knocker of front door
Let me be for I'm a thief and a gangster
I was a rap singer, they called me Sticky Fingers

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