Luyện nghe bài hát The Roof Is, On Fire

For the tribe worldwide
(will you please along with the old negro spiritual?)

2x
The roof, the roof, the is on fire.
We don't need but the weed and a lighter, and a lighter

It ain't a those that's livin that is realer than the villain
Witha million killin dealin and all for the children
out of Cleveland with Steven,
and even my was creepin,
but now they reapin, seepin, retreatin,
Did ya em give my niggaz the fist and,
keep the gripped
Now whistle if you need me and quick I'm for murder and mayhem
out for lay man
His finger itchin' to lay them
His trigger finger to lay them
Don't run to lose life

I ain't fuckin and makin the noise,
but better I'll get up and leave and keep my poise
(O boy you holdin??? Hell, yeh!!!!)
Thuggin on when I sold crack,
and I got a mini-mack for the
The and mashin,
milennium fashion blastin' over trash
50 dollars cash
As as you can smash
in the back and anxiety attacks
Flash the childhood relax and,
react it be like that nigga you know prescribin me prozac
Forgive but forget
Sin yeh within the thin begin again
With that little bitch in your click
Uh spittin' demonish
Hey baby you a friend
and act a little bit take the fatigues off
Fuck the club even the six hellish
I be the one to it lust for the thugs
Who be fuckin
seven....seven....seven....seven....
seven....seven....seven....seven....

2x
The roof, the roof, the is on fire.
We don't nothin' but the weed and a lighter, and a lighter.

Gather up gas for biological war
We know a whiff of the shit will make you wither fo
in the C.O.
We livin' in this AB World 144 full of tribes
the last word (SHUT UP!)
The book of old it got 'em thinkin they crackin code
Oh no pin it computers pinnin the Millenium
Your future be the truth in the music
You your soul triple stage darkness in the unsolved encore
E, B.I.G., Tupac Shakur
Murdered in
I say more
Killa forget it's in Movie was it?
Lose the Lord's
I'm it and Imma duck and trust I'm all thuggish as fuck
Uh nigga bust and up by creepin on a come up
Eternally stressed my faces of for the world war
Yes on the set the shoots expired
The is on fire...
We don't need nothin' but the and a lighter and a lighter
We don't need nothin' but the weed and a and a lighter

Now what I ch'all to do is I want y'all
put muthafuckin lighters in the air
Keep bitches up there, fuck wit cho - lil' nigga...

6x
The roof, the roof, the is on fire.
We don't need nothin' but the and a lighter, and a lighter.