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

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

I ain't around and makin the noise,
but believe I'll get up and leave and keep my poise
(O yellow boy you Hell, yeh!!!!)
Thuggin on Brackland when I crack,
and I got a for the action
The and mashin,
Nigga milennium fashion blastin' trash
50 thousand dollars
As as you can smash
Stabbed in the back and attacks
Flash through the relax and,
react it be like nigga you know that prescribin me prozac
but never forget
Sin yeh even within the thin begin
With that pretty little bitch in click
Uh spittin' demonish
Hey baby you a friend
and act a little bit feminine the fatigues off
Fuck the 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 nothin' but the and a lighter, and a lighter.

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

Now what I want ch'all to do is I want
put muthafuckin lighters in the air
Keep their bitches up there, 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.