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 gonna the first verse, but for the

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

Loca!
Listen, Listen, Garcia

Mi Vida Loca, my crazy
And as I describe how my life is
Or should I say my life
I the doors
To the world of biz
I was a kid
I never a second thought to the things I did
Quick to get up off on them who run up
Down for any situation that come up
Zero tolerance means I put up with nada
I'm rolling on the with the raza
If you were cool, I was cool,
Trip, I act the fool
School you quicker than school teacher
No split decision I cold beat ya
With bare hands I 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 a knife
then, gangbanging was all but fun
At the age of fourteen I started a gun
It was a .32
And was no way in hell that I would ever let a
Dumb punk sissy talking smack
Or work a smirk and peel this cap
Quicker than ass could peel an orange
Give me a reason any little boy it's on
It's like that I'm not to provoke ya
My crazy life, mi loca
(Listen) mi vida (listen, listen)

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