Luyện nghe bài hát Tear The Roof Off

[Intro: C]
Let it (burn, haters, burn)
Uh, uh, let it (let that fire burn)
Uhh, uhh.. let it (burn, haters, burn)
Uhh, uhh

C]
Rest is for the restless, sleep is for the
C in this bitch, puttin lame niggaz to bed
You hot ones to your dome for the stupid shit you said
The game goes when you're snitchin, to the Feds
"Kill all rats" - that's how Pete say it
The roof's on fire? Let the burn
Mo Thug, ThugLine, Bone Thug, it's turn
Slap these niggaz a pistol grip and lay 'em on the curb

Bone]
I keep niggaz charisma left blurry, bitches is lookin at me
weary as we sink 'em, to the bottom of Lake Erie, hear me
One lyrical genius man, I I'm the meanest
See how they swing on my penis, watch how sing and try to be us
Yeah, we them niggaz that like to up the party
Already off Bacardi and start shit with everybody-body
You wanna battle me nigga? You better come check my fuckin my nigga
You hoes ain't got lyrics to me nigga
Man I got styles, styles, and styles
to make you get down, get down, get
When you see that Caddy better respect (respect)
It's the of the Midwest

G]
What, what, G
They to say that snappy shit, nigga that nappy shit
off a fifth, it's your boy, Keith Griff'
In the with that Bum shit, fuck a job shit
Bone scoop me up, me the pill, watch me run this
Dippin like I'm Bush, through your neighborhood
Five on the wood it all go good
On stage where a nigga
I'm a (Layzie) (Krayzie) nigga, so I (Wish) you
the 'Line motherfucker, try and stop mine, stick to your crime
I'm that West Coast sunshine, born to rhyme
Still I struggle in these hard times, who got a or a nickel
to yo' nigga get up out of this pickle; you see?

[Layzie
They him Da Bum cause he from the slums
Straight from the gutter, gettin his while you lookin for him
He some beef with thirty skinny niggaz strapped up
I steamroll 'em like a Mack truck, man I'm leavin these stacked up
And they home, it's not hard to 'em
Put that pistol to yo' head and leave you
I'm a hustler grindin, all about timin
I'm complicated nigga, like Simon
Bone shinin, test the skill
a nigga up and down like, "Is you for real?"
Better chill or catch a
a nigga on the ground screamin, "Respect!"

C]
Nigga you to get a hot one popped at ya
Froze from your head to toe like the Rocky
Too late to say that you ain't know that you was
off at the lip - here's a tip bitch!
Backhands and combinations, don't miss
I don't discriminate, I eliminate; do you Bush did Saddam
Crush your whole world, like a bomb
how the roof got tore off this motherfucker man

[Outro: C]
Burn, haters, (uh, uh.. let it burn)
Let that burn (uhh, uhh.. let it burn)
Burn, haters, (uhh, uhh)
Let that fire (uh, uh)