Luyện nghe bài hát Black Trump

I had to get some professionals for the job, son
Numerous cats, word up, that's official niggas word up
This is what you call ? Straight blazin' through
Raise the roof is what we came to do, like browns
Blazin' through, through, pass that African black gold
Over here, the roof is what we came to do
through, blazin' through, you know how we rock, raise the
Roof is what we came to do, Smiff-N-Wess-N-Lex set up

Attack mode, time to strike like a
Poisonous venom your system killin' you slower
Than wit blowers to your jugler, my brother's keeper
But I put my brother to sleep, if my try to creep up
You know me son, show respect when I'm the podium
Steam-rollin' on niggas, my team blowin' 'em
Got 'em they gunz in the air like Onyx
Chef and crime shit, New York's finest

Let me warn killas upstairs
I seen all y'all, like fuck
Thinkin' my might flaw y'all
Blow ya ammo, shallah seen the God fly
Handle, gun on my leg, blow his off
I'm at you why, like
"Fuck, you think I'm high"
Seems luck, chain my neck, bought it from Egypt

Me what? drink
guns, we treesed up
Come out your shirt, buckle
This Casablanca rap throw some cheese up
Let's poly, slow-mo
Bring the up
Wonderin', runners is lookin' fees'd up
Right stupid, FBI 'em these guns

this money, niggas hold up guns
Armed full of licks, plus your dick, drop ones
Baby need new shoes and a outfit, I see you stick-up
You came wit the dick
You see my set of twin-hitmen Bushwick?
Two chicks wit the tecs, bitch, you heard about 'em
Now open up the circle so the dice can
Pay you double, if you triple, if you you pay me

Gotta poly wit ya
To stack ya up
Get weight up
Big up, pull ya up
If you step the club wit your guns up
If the on your mind then raise the roof up
You gotta it in the fam
Stack ya up

Get your weight up, big up, ya boots up
When you into the club wit ya guns up
If the tension's on mind, then raise the roof up
the roof up, raise the roof up, right
Never before we came to raise the up
Raise the roof up, right, the roof up
Microphone
in all we came to raise the roof up

Minolta
Gun in the
for mo' hash
Tek, why you slap out 'em
fast
These gotta pay the hard way
the hard way
Allah swingin' on 'em like a San Diego

You what the God say
Let's this
Professional
Swimmin' killa sharks
We lethal and
On like a dart, bitch
your camp if you want this
Connect wit on some Don shit

And spread the camouflage
To get the money in
Go to war Sadaam
If he pushes you
Keep his discreet
he out in the streets
Had to stash to
heat for those who creep

Ha, peep the ghetto bastards, run in your crib two
Masked men, I run wit a Tek, and we askin', we blastin'
Chef brought the extra from Staten
Rhyme official live broadcastin', makin' it
You gotta make moves, black guns and cash rules
Hold my eight 'cuz I been payin' dues
Wave king from way back tryin' to make a stack
Miami money cats leave you layin' down flat

Gotta wit ya crew
To stack ya up
Get your up
Big up, ya boots up
If you step into the club wit your guns
If the on your mind then raise the roof up
You keep it in the fam
Stack ya up

Get your weight up, big up, ya boots up
you layin' in the cut wit ya guns tucked
If the tension's on your mind, then raise the up

Raise the up, raise the roof up
Raise the roof, we to raise the roof up
(What?)
Raise the roof up, raise the up
Raise the roof, we came to the roof up
(It's on again)

the roof up, raise the roof up
Raise the roof, we came to the roof up
(Word up, put hands down)
Raise the roof up, raise the up
Raise the roof, we came to the roof up
(Word up, this shit is multi, y'all gonna see it, up)
(Smiff, Wess, Lex)

The roof, the roof, the is on fire
(From the projects, projects next)
The roof, the roof, the is on fire
The roof, the roof, the is on fire
We don't need no water, like the Cocoa B's

Gotta poly wit crew
To ya loot up
Get ya up,
Big up, ya boots up
you step into the club wit the guns up
If the tension's on your mind, raise the roof up