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 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 they I'm on crack
'Cause I hock all the and I never get it back

Coolio loco, you call Bronco
Stole a link from my auntie and it to my uncle
Took the from a hearse, romanced a nurse
Put the girl to sleep 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
I was a rap singer, they called me Sticky Finger

But he's stickin' you and takin' all of you money, I ain't
Got gaffled like that, you blink or I'ma rob your ass blind
What you doin' stickin' in people's window?
that big fat dope sack, gimme that Cadillac
Gimme that big gold chain, that's the life, a-that I

Coolio call me shady, janky, slick
You and your crew better duck from my
I takes no shit, carryin' no
If I get you, I bust 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 props and respect from the hood

Caps my raps and a trunk full of hubcaps
Step to the crew and you're bound to catch a pimp
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 the store because they know that I'm a booster
Tell me what you want and 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 go to jail '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 that ass like a Mike Tyson out

You better hide your shit if you keep it
I'm down the street in your 'llac while you're sleepin'
I was born with a that they call brokeness
Never said I was the best but I'm damn the loc'est

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

I'm takin' everything that bolted to the floor
And I go I steal the knocker of your front door
Let me be free for I'm a and a gangster
I was a rap singer, they called me Sticky Fingers

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