Luyện nghe bài hát Sticky Fingers

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

Coolio loco, you better Bronco
a link from my auntie and sold it to my uncle
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 fool, I'm taking chances
If the price is right, you can call me a
Before I was a rap singer, 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 I'ma rob your ass
What you doin' stickin' in people's 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 crew better duck from my
I takes no shit, carryin' no
If I can't get you, I bust a cap on your

I never had a grip, so I learn how to
My trench coat is long and now I got some shit
Yeah buddy, lookin' good
Gets much props and respect from the

Caps from my raps and a trunk of hubcaps
Step to the crew and you're to catch a pimp slap
But I don't 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 you want and I'll be the stealer
Call me Coolio or call me Sticky

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

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

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

Up, up and away like a
fool 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 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 want everything, do you have any
We them too