Luyện nghe bài hát U Know The Rules (Mi Vida Loca)

Well, it's the cat, puffin' on a hoody mack
Some say I'm a titere, but yo I ain't all of
Hit you wit a bat if you try to ill though
around you get bucked on the hill bro

Mr. Tony Toca, rollin' wit the
East L.A. to Bushwick, Cosa
Bring it to you bitch ass like we supposed
Hill in full effect wit the mota

Ain't nuthin' changed but the date, so fuck wit
Expect me to cut the cake, it's much too
I'm it all, send you to the back of the line
Breakin' you off, watchin' you react to the

Me the nine, nah that's a whole other game
'Cuz if I'm forced to pull out, blow out ya brain
Yo, what we feel, go wit the grain
It's Tony Touch and B-Real goin' insane

Mi Loca, get blast
Money moves, you snooze you
nigga, you know the rules
We strike first, we hit hard, no
And move weight, international, to state

Mi Vida Loca, get
Money moves, you you loose
nigga, you know the rules
We first, we hit hard, no regard
And move weight, international, state to

Maginifico, here we go, me and Tony
My name ain't Ricky but I'm livin' the loca
rhyme killa, the paper spinner
Eatin' the pussy sup, you for dinner

a fur tinner, makin' you loose it over the years like a winner
I abuse like a picketer, I send it a flow, control temper
We into the party, wit and yo go get ya
All this shit don't really matter

I'd be open your grave, relivin' my bladder
nothin' sadder, the Mad Hatter
Make a fine cheddar, climbin' the ladder
You try follow after, I'm sorry to shatter dream

Splatter your spleens, scatter teams
Bad as it seems, niggas follow the beam
Money cream, funny things, happen you runnin' things

Mi Vida Loca, get
Money moves, you snooze you
Punk nigga, you know the
We strike first, we hit hard, no
And move weight, international, state to

Mi Loca, get blast
Money moves, you you loose
nigga, you know the rules
We first, we hit hard, no regard
And move weight, international, to state

Time to put a pressure, but the addresser
You get no lesser, microphone
Rhymes go like pressure, and never
Whether you gather to go, become richer

Keep the nigga bitch up
change like a woman ass switch up
You on the mic like you ate a dick up
Mouth full, talk, not to hiccup

Pick up your brain off the ground wit the cleaner
Life's a like Elliott Misdemeanor
I have you ass up wit the sharp cleaver, the receiver
Spot it rhyme weaver, follow the leader
Shit's off the meter, drum beater
Side reader, we puffin' the cold 'hebba

Mi Vida Loca, get
moves, you snooze you loose
Punk nigga, you know the
We strike first, we hit hard, no
And move weight, international, to state

Mi Vida Loca, get
Money moves, you you loose
Punk nigga, you the rules
We first, we hit hard, no regard
And move weight, international, to state

Mi Vida Loca, get
Money moves, you you loose
Punk nigga, you know the
We first, we hit hard, no regard
And move weight, international, state to

Mi Vida Loca, get
Money moves, you snooze you
Punk nigga, you the rules
We first, we hit hard, no regard
And move weight, international, to state

Mi Loca, get blast
moves, you snooze you loose
Punk nigga, you the rules
We first, we hit hard, no regard
And move weight, international, to state

Mi Vida Loca, get
Money moves, you snooze you
nigga, you know the rules
We first, we hit hard, no regard
And move weight, international, to state

Yeah, Mr. Cocotasso, hit you wit a
Say to my little friend, posa caso
Tato, now all she wrote
think I fell for the okie doke

But you can quote me loke, 'cuz the on you
Soul Assassins in the house, you hold on to
Now you can these rap niggas just roll on through
Or you can get up and get involved, on you
U the rules