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

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

Mr. Tony Toca, wit the joker
East L.A. to Bushwick, Cosa
Bring it to you bitch ass clicks we supposed
Cypress in full effect 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, send you to the back of the
Breakin' you off, watchin' you 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 Tony Touch and B-Real goin' insane

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, state to

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

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

Like a fur tinner, makin' you it over the years like a winner
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 other shit don't matter

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

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

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, state to

Mi Loca, get blast
moves, you snooze you loose
Punk nigga, you know the
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 pressure, and listen never
you gather to go, never become richer

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

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

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

Mi Loca, get blast
Money moves, you you loose
Punk nigga, you 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

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 Loca, get blast
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 snooze you
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, caso
Tato, now that's all she
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 watch these rap niggas roll on through
Or you can get up and get involved, on you
U know the