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 all of that
Hit you wit a bat if you try to ill though
Fuck around you get on the hill bro

Mr. Toca, rollin' wit the joker
East L.A. to Bushwick, Nostra
it to you bitch ass clicks like we supposed
Cypress Hill in full wit the mota

nuthin' changed but the date, so fuck wit Jake
Expect me to cut the cake, it's much too
I'm takin' it all, you to the back of the line
Breakin' you off, you react to the rhyme

Me packin' the nine, nah that's a whole game
'Cuz if I'm to pull out, I'mma 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 weight, international, state to state

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

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

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

I'd rather be open grave, relivin' my bladder
Ain't nothin' sadder, the Mad
a fine cheddar, keep climbin' the ladder
You try follow after, I'm to shatter your dream

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

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

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

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

Pick up brain off the ground wit the vacuum cleaner
Life's a bitch like Elliott
I you ass up wit the sharp cleaver, thru the receiver
Spot it like rhyme weaver, follow the
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 the rules
We strike first, we hit hard, no
And move weight, international, state to

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

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

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

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

But you can me loke, 'cuz the joke's on you
Soul in the house, you better hold on to
Now you can watch these rap niggas roll on through
Or you can get up and get involved, on you
U know the