Luyện nghe bài hát Mi Vida Loca

Hey vato, that shit was dope, A! But uh, kick another rola for
The
Homeboys, A! Kid
Alright look man. I'm kick the first verse, but for the

Of this shit man you're gonna have to wait for hour loco. Mi

Loca!
Listen, Listen, Rich

Mi Loca, my crazy life
And as I describe how my life is
Or should I say my before
I the doors
To the world of biz
I was a kid
I gave a second thought to the things I did
to get up off on them fools who run up
Down for any situation that would up
tolerance which means I put up with nada
I'm on the boulevard with the raza
If you cool, I was cool, cool
Trip, I act the fool
you quicker than your school teacher
No split decision I straight beat ya
bare hands I grab you around your throat and choke ya
Don't mess my crazy life, mi vida loca
My life
At the age of twelve I started packing a
Back then, was all but fun
At the age of fourteen I packing a gun
It was a .32
And there was no way in hell that I ever let a
Dumb punk sissy start smack
Or with a smirk and peel this cap
Quicker your ass could peel an orange
me a reason any reason little boy it's on
It's that I'm not afraid to provoke ya
My crazy life, mi vida
(Listen) mi vida (listen, listen)

Chicano groove, thang
you move, make you sing, la vida
So keep it cool, don't you know
Ghetto band, chicano soul, la