Luyện nghe bài hát I Know The Rule

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

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

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

Verse
of war, we bust if we must plus
And handle business, you jealous playas
Fuck wit us, the party out
Soon as whip 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 town like emmitt, only minutes in it
Militant minded, combined wit a
All you fake thug niggas, ya crimes constant
Even po-nine, give me mine from a distant
My dangle, hold the henny 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 hittin' the ceilin', on them story buildings
Clack back the strap, give me that wit the

To all my thuggs, all the muthafuckin' county nation
World wide, on sittin' in the back, wit that yack
Keepin' it real, y'all who it go dowwnnnnnnn
dog once again, for my outlaw niggas
Keep it comin', muthafuckin' stop
Kadafi rest in peace, my nigga 'pac rest in