Luyện nghe bài hát Tear The Roof Off

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

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

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

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

Bone]
They him Da Bum cause he from the slums
Straight from the gutter, gettin his while you lookin for him
He wants some with thirty skinny niggaz strapped up
I steamroll 'em a Mack truck, man I'm leavin these niggaz stacked up
And they home, not hard to find 'em
Put that to yo' head and leave you absent-minded
I'm a hustler grindin, all perfect timin
I'm complicated nigga, like Simon
Bone boys shinin, test the
Look a up and down like, "Is you for real?"
Better or catch a reflex
Have a on the ground screamin, "Respect!"

C]
Nigga you bound to get a hot one at ya
Froze from your head to toe like the statue
Too late to say that you ain't know you was high-cappin
Runnin off at the lip - a tip bitch!
Backhands and combinations, they miss
I don't discriminate, I do you like Bush did Saddam
Crush your whole world, like a bomb
That's how the 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)