Luyện nghe bài hát Tear The Roof Off

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

C]
Rest is for the restless, sleep is for the
Thin C in this bitch, puttin lame to bed
You catchin hot ones to your dome for the shit you said
The game goes wrong 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, your turn
Slap these niggaz a pistol grip and lay 'em on the curb

[Krayzie
I keep niggaz charisma blurry, bitches is lookin at me leary
Feelin weary as we sink 'em, to the of Lake Erie, hear me
One lyrical man, I mean I'm the meanest
See how they on my penis, watch how they sing and try to be us
Yeah, we them niggaz that like to fuck up the
Already drunk off Bacardi and start with everybody-body
You wanna battle me nigga? You better check my fuckin status my nigga
You hoes ain't got lyrics to handle me
Man I got styles, styles, and many
to you get down, get down, get down
When you see that black Caddy respect (respect)
the Granddaddy of the Midwest

G]
What, what, G
They paid to say that shit, nigga that nappy shit
Gone off a fifth, it's your boy, Keith
In the alley with that Bum shit, a job shit
Bone scoop me up, me the pill, watch me run this
like I'm Reggie Bush, through your neighborhood
Five on the wood make it all go
On where a nigga stood
I'm a (Layzie) (Krayzie) nigga, so I (Wish) you
Ride the motherfucker, try and stop mine, stick to your crime
I'm from that West sunshine, born to rhyme
Still I struggle in these times, who got a dime or a nickel
to help yo' nigga get up out of this pickle; you

[Layzie
They call him Da Bum he from the slums
Straight from the gutter, his paper 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 niggaz stacked up
And they home, it's not to find 'em
Put that to yo' head and leave you absent-minded
I'm a hustler grindin, all about timin
I'm complicated nigga, like Simon
Bone shinin, test the skill
Look a up and down like, "Is you for real?"
Better chill or a reflex
Have a nigga on the screamin, "Respect!"

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

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