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 nothin' but the weed and a lighter, and a lighter

It ain't a thug those that's that is realer than the villain
Witha million still killin and all for the children
Came out of Cleveland Steven,
and even my 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 quick I'm for murder and mayhem
out for lay man
His trigger itchin' to lay them
His trigger itchin' to lay them
Don't run to lose life

I ain't around and makin the noise,
but better I'll get up and leave and keep my poise
(O yellow boy you Hell, yeh!!!!)
Thuggin on Brackland I sold crack,
and I got a mini-mack for the
The and mashin,
Nigga milennium fashion blastin' trash
50 thousand dollars
As as you can smash
Stabbed in the back and anxiety
through the childhood relax and,
react it be like nigga you know that prescribin me prozac
but never forget
Sin yeh even the thin begin again
With pretty little bitch in your click
Uh demonish shit
Hey you need a friend
and act a little bit feminine take the off
the club even 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 don't need but the weed and a lighter, and a lighter.

Gather up gas masks for war
We a whiff of the shit will make you wither fo sho'
in the C.O.
We livin' in this AB World 144 thousand of tribes
the last word (SHUT UP!)
The book of old it got 'em thinkin that they crackin
Oh no pin it computers ain't the Millenium
Your future be the truth in the music
You better your soul stage darkness in the unsolved encore
Little E, B.I.G., Shakur
Murdered in
Need I say
Killa forget in Heaven'z Movie was it?
Lose the covanent
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
stressed 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 nothin' but the weed and a lighter and a lighter

Now what I want to do is I want y'all
put muthafuckin lighters in the air
their 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.