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

Well, it's the alley cat, 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
around you get bucked on the hill bro

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

Ain't nuthin' 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
you off, watchin' you react to the rhyme

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

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 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

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

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

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

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

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, 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

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

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

Pick up brain off the ground wit the vacuum cleaner
a bitch like Elliott Misdemeanor
I have you ass up wit the sharp cleaver, thru the
Spot it like weaver, follow the leader
off the fuckin' 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 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 strike first, we hit hard, no
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, to state

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

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

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

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

But you can quote me loke, 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 the rules