Luyện nghe bài hát Sticky Fingers (alternate)

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 but I don't smoke rocks
Some say I'm crazy and they think I'm on crack
'Cause I hock all the shit and I get it back

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

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

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

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

I never had a grip, so I how to shoplift
My trench coat is and now I got some fresh shit
buddy, shit's lookin' good
Gets much props and respect 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 pimp 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 store because they know I'm a booster
Tell me you want and I'll 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 and get ready for the sock up
One plus three equals four for the
Got circles on ass like 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 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' his pockets
He won't be needin' no dollars where he's
And when I get to hell, I'ma act like I don't him

I'm takin' that ain't bolted 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
Before I was a rap singer, they called me Fingers

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