Luyện nghe bài hát The Roof Is, On Fire

For the Menensky tribe
(will you sing along with 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 that's livin is realer than the villain
million still killin dealin and all for the children
Came out of with Steven,
and my peoples was creepin,
but now they reapin, seepin, retreatin,
Did ya feel em my niggaz the fist and,
keep the pistol
Now whistle if you need me and I'm there for murder and mayhem
out for lay man
His finger itchin' to lay them
His trigger finger itchin' to lay
Don't run to lose your

I ain't fuckin around and the noise,
but better I'll get up and leave and keep my poise
(O yellow boy you Hell, yeh!!!!)
on Brackland 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
Stabbed in the back and attacks
Flash through the relax and,
react it be like that nigga you know that me prozac
but never forget
Sin yeh even within the thin begin
With that pretty little in your click
Uh spittin' shit
Hey baby you need a
and act a bit feminine take the fatigues off
Fuck the club even the six it's
I be the one to tell it for the thugs
Who be with
seven....seven....seven....seven....
seven....seven....seven....seven....

2x
The roof, the roof, the is on fire.
We don't need 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 thousand of tribes
With the word (SHUT UP!)
The book of old it got 'em thinkin that they crackin
Oh no pin it computers ain't pinnin the
Your future youth be the truth in the
You better your soul triple stage darkness in the encore
Little E, B.I.G., 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 what nigga bust and up by creepin on a up
Eternally stressed my faces of death for the war
Yes on the set the shoots expired
The is on fire...
We don't need nothin' but the weed and a lighter and a
We don't nothin' but the weed and a lighter and a lighter

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

6x
The roof, the roof, the is on fire.
We need nothin' but the weed and a lighter, and a lighter.