Luyện nghe bài hát I Know The Rule

one
I over wit the club scene
Try don, for my nine thousand
In the clubs, that green, one step
Behind hussin, the don, me and i'm
Well bomb on ya kind, vietnam
Against all odds, get cha benz or
Me and kada, go all fog
Dog from jeerz, infotrate all
My last words, who gone and serve
They told me say never, but I never stay alive
me, look in my eyes, say I'm never gonna die
Blast pass, ya half ass, like casses clay
Pass the tray, pound wit the satin
Pistol packin' fresh out of jail, I ain't back
Release me to the care, of my strap
Hung over from hennessy, wit a in tennessee
To creep like, heraldin' all you suckas in the industry

I the rules, you all tryin' to change'em
'cause, you a star, wit ya models you be frontin'
At the bar, me and my in back, sippin yack
Relax, tat it down, jus to go out wit macks

I know the rules, you all to change'em
'cause, you a star, wit ya video you be frontin'
At the bar, me and my thuggs in back, sippin
Relax, tat it down, jus dyin' to go out wit

two
It hectic yall, switch the rules
Get cha tools, my motor for runnin' down
Ya bitch inproved, reelected as any, as
Outlaw glocks, got it locked, wit all blocks connected
From the east to the west, back home wit tha
Seen it all and still ball, a dog you impress
ya soul, wit this gold mic molest
When I blow'em ain't nothin' less, drinkin' in of ?
Don't get over and laid, picked from bein' pounded
Tha 41. wit the quick flip speed rounded, you identify
Bitch made niggaz, I got a
I'm out ta minimize, down ya squad and ya c.e.o, to
Step in the streets, steadily infectin' ya
He betta act, or get smacked, wit the ten two

Verse
Secerts of war, we if we must plus
And business, when you jealous playas
Fuck wit us, the party out
Soon as they the lime beocardy out
all we out, been up all night, when the guards be out
Call me out, picture perfect life, I live it
Run ya part of like emmitt, only five minutes in it
minded, combined wit a sentence
All you fake thug niggas, ya crimes constant
Even po-nine, give me mine from a distant
My chain dangle, hold the on a strange angle
Aim and bang you, who the fuck you tryin' run ya to
It's crunch time, I'm servin'em it's lunch time
Give me mines, stealin' ya hoe, and I'll throw one rhyme
Yall squealin', my thuggs is still dealin'
Got niggas the ceilin', on them fiffty story buildings
Clack the strap, give me that wit the equipment

To all my thuggs, all the muthafuckin' county nation
World wide, on sittin' in the back, wit that yack
it real, y'all know who it go dowwnnnnnnn
Fatal dog again, for my outlaw niggas
Keep it comin', none muthafuckin'
Kadafi rest in peace, my nigga rest in peace