Luyện nghe bài hát Sticky Fingers

Brainiac with a zany act,
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 shop but I don't smoke rocks
people say I'm crazy and they think 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 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
in the grass fool, I'm taking chances
If the price is right, you can call me a
Before I was a rap singer, they me Sticky Finger

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

Coolio call me shady, janky, slick
You and your better duck from my gunshots
I no shit, carryin' no drama
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 shit
buddy, shit's lookin' good
Gets much props and respect from the

Caps from my raps and a trunk full of
Step to the and you're bound to catch a pimp slap
But I don't pimp no bitch for my
They got somethin' I want, I rob the hoe

Early catch the worm, so I crow like a rooster
They follow me the store because they know that I'm a booster
me what you want and I'll be the stealer
Call me Coolio or call me Sticky

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

I don't wanna go to 'cause I don't like the lockup
out the lights and get ready for the sock up
One plus three equals four for the
Got on that ass like a Mike Tyson punch out

You better hide shit if you wanna keep it
I'm driving down the street in your 'llac while you're
I was born with a sickness that call brokeness
said I was the best but I'm damn sure the loc'est

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

I'm takin' everything that 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 me Sticky Fingers

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