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 baseball bat if you try to ill
Fuck around you get bucked on the bro

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

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

Me the nine, nah that's a whole other game
'Cuz if I'm to pull out, I'mma blow out ya brain
Yo, we feel, never go wit the grain
It's Touch and B-Real still goin' insane

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

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

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

Like a fur tinner, makin' you loose it 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 other shit don't matter

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

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

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, state to

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

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

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

Pick up your brain off the ground wit the cleaner
Life's a bitch like Elliott
I have you ass up wit the cleaver, thru the receiver
Spot it like rhyme weaver, follow the
Shit's off the fuckin' meter, drum
Side reader, while we puffin' the cold

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

Mi Vida Loca, get
Money moves, you you loose
Punk nigga, you know the
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 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 weight, international, state to state

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

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

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

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 know the