Luyện nghe bài hát Sticky Fingers (alternate)

Brainiac with a act, cleptomaniac
Before I go to work, I smoke me a fat
Of indo, then climb through the
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 people say I'm crazy and think I'm on crack
I hock all the shit and I never get it back

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

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

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

Coolio call me shady, janky, right
You and your crew duck from my gunshots
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 how to shoplift
My trench is long and now I got some fresh shit
Yeah buddy, lookin' good
Gets much props and respect from the

Caps from my raps and a trunk full of
Step to the crew and bound to catch a pimp slap
But I pimp no bitch for my dough
got somethin' I want, I just rob the hoe

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

Coolio, they do' ring, now they mob ring, told you before
You never fell asleep, give it up, give it up, give it up

I don't wanna go to jail 'cause I don't like the
Turn out the lights and get ready for the up
One plus equals four for the knockout
Got circles on that ass 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 that call brokeness
Never said I was the best but I'm damn 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 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 free for I'm a and a gangster
Before I was a rap singer, they called me Fingers

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