Luyện nghe bài hát Sticky Fingers (alternate)

Brainiac with a zany act,
Before I go to work, I 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 or should I say
The pawn but I don't smoke rocks
Some people say I'm crazy and think I'm on crack
'Cause I hock all the and I never get it back

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

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

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

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

I had a grip, so I learn how to shoplift
My trench coat is long and now I got some fresh
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 pimp no bitch for my
They got I want, I just rob the hoe

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

Coolio, first they do' ring, now they mob ring, told you
You shouldn'ta fell asleep, give it up, give it up, give it up

I don't wanna go to jail 'cause I don't 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 Tyson punch out

You better hide 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 they call
Never said I was the but I'm damn sure the loc'est

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

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

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