Luyện nghe bài hát Sticky Fingers

Brainiac with a act, cleptomaniac
I go to work, I smoke me a fat sack
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 don't rocks
Some people say I'm crazy and they think I'm on
'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 fool, I'm taking chances
If the price is right, you can call me a
Before I was a rap singer, they called me Finger

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

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

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 lookin'
Gets much props and from the hood

Caps my raps and a trunk full of hubcaps
Step to the and you're bound 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 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 want and be the stealer
Call me Coolio or me Sticky Fingers

Coolio, first they do' ring, now they mob ring, told you
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 four for the
Got circles on that ass like a Mike Tyson out

You better your shit if you wanna keep it
I'm driving down the in your 'llac 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 like a rocket
Some fool got shot, now I'm through his pockets
He be needin' no dollars where he's goin'
And when I get to hell, I'ma act like I know him

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

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