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 you get bucked on the hill bro

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

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

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

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

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

Like a fur tinner, makin' you loose it over the years like a
I can't 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 rather be open grave, relivin' my bladder
Ain't nothin' sadder, the Mad
Make a cheddar, keep climbin' the ladder
You try after, I'm sorry to shatter your dream

Splatter your spleens, scatter your
Bad as it seems, niggas will the beam
Money cream, things, happen when 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 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 weight, international, state to state

Time to put a pressure, but the addresser
You get no lesser, finesser
Rhymes go like pressure, and 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 like you ate a up
Mouth full, blown talk, not to

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

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

Mi Loca, get blast
Money moves, you you loose
nigga, you know 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 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 weight, international, state to state

Mi Loca, get blast
Money moves, you snooze you
Punk nigga, you the rules
We strike first, we hit hard, no
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, state to

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

But you can me loke, 'cuz the joke's on you
Assassins in the house, you better 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