Luyện nghe bài hát The Roof Is, On Fire

For the Menensky tribe
(will you please sing along the old negro spiritual?)

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

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

I ain't fuckin around and the noise,
but believe I'll get up and leave and keep my poise
(O yellow boy you Hell, yeh!!!!)
Thuggin on when I sold crack,
and I got a mini-mack for the
The and mashin,
Nigga milennium fashion blastin' trash
50 thousand cash
As fast as you can
Stabbed in the and anxiety attacks
Flash the childhood relax and,
it be like that nigga you know that prescribin me prozac
Forgive but never
Sin yeh even the thin begin again
that pretty little bitch in your click
Uh demonish shit
Hey you need a friend
and act a little bit feminine take the off
Fuck the club the six it's 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 need nothin' but the weed and a lighter, and a lighter.

Gather up gas for biological war
We know a whiff of the will make you wither fo sho'
in the C.O.
We livin' in AB World 144 thousand full of tribes
With the word (SHUT UP!)
The book of old it got 'em thinkin they crackin code
Oh no pin it computers pinnin the Millenium
Your future youth be the in the music
You better your soul stage darkness in the unsolved encore
Little E, B.I.G., Shakur
Murdered in
Need I say
forget it's in Heaven'z Movie was it?
Lose the Lord's
I'm huggin it and Imma duck and trust I'm all as fuck
Uh nigga bust and up by creepin on a come up
Eternally my faces of death for the world war
Yes quiet on the set the shoots
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 want ch'all to do is I y'all
put y'all muthafuckin 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.