Luyện nghe bài hát Black Trump

I had to get some real for the job, son
cats, word up, that's right official niggas word up
This is you call ? Straight blazin' through what?
Raise the roof is what we came to do, like hash
Blazin' through, through, pass that African black gold
Over here, raise the roof is we came to do
Blazin' through, blazin' through, you know how we rock, the
is what we came to do, Smiff-N-Wess-N-Lex set up shop

Attack mode, time to strike like a
Poisonous venom into your system you slower
niggas wit blowers to your jugler, my brother's keeper
But I put my to sleep, if my brother try to creep up
You know me son, respect when I'm rockin' the podium
Steam-rollin' on niggas, my straight blowin' 'em
Got 'em throwin' gunz in the air like Onyx
Chef and Smiff-N-Wessun crime shit, New finest

Let me warn y'all killas
I all y'all, heavy like fuck
Thinkin' my niggas might y'all
Blow ya ammo, shallah seen the God fly
Handle, gun on my leg, his hand off
I'm lookin' at you why,
"Fuck, you probably I'm high"
Seems luck, around my neck, bought it from Egypt

Me Hennesy drink
guns, we treesed up
Come out shirt, buckle knees-up
This Casablanca rap nigga throw some up
Let's poly, status
the keys up
Wonderin', is lookin' mighty fees'd up
Right stupid, FBI 'em these guns

Make this money, niggas up guns
full of licks, plus your dick, drop your ones
Baby need new and a outfit, I see you stick-up kids
You came wit the lick
You see my set of twin-hitmen Bushwick?
Two chicks wit the tecs, bitch, you heard about 'em
Now open up the circle so the can breathe
Pay you double, if you triple, if you you pay me

poly wit ya crew
To ya loot up
Get your up
Big up, ya boots up
If you step the club wit your guns up
If the tension's on your then raise the roof up
You gotta it in the fam
Stack ya up

Get your up, big up, pull ya boots up
When you step the club wit ya guns up
If the tension's on your mind, raise the roof up
the roof up, raise the roof up, right
Never before we came to the roof up
Raise the roof up, right, the roof up
politicians
Still in all we came to raise the up

flash
Gun in the
for mo' hash
Tek, why you fire out 'em
fast
These gotta pay the hard way
Three the way
Allah swingin' on 'em a San Diego Padre

You heard the God say
Let's start
Professional
like killa sharks
We and heartless
On point like a dart,
Bomb your camp if you want
wit convicts on some Don shit

And spread the camouflage
To get the money in
Go to war Sadaam
If he you that
Keep his movements
he out in the streets
Had to stash to
High for those who creep

Ha, peep the ghetto bastards, run in your crib two
Masked men, I run wit a Tek, and we askin', we blastin'
Chef brought the extra from Staten
official live broadcastin', makin' it happen
You make power moves, black guns and cash rules
Hold my eight 'cuz I been payin' dues
Wave king from way back tryin' to make a mill
Miami money that leave you layin' down flat

poly wit ya crew
To stack ya up
Get your up
Big up, ya boots up
If you step into the club wit your tucked
If the tension's on your then raise the roof up
You keep it in the fam
Stack ya up

Get your weight up, big up, ya boots up
When you in the cut wit ya guns tucked
If the tension's on your mind, then the roof up

Raise the up, raise the roof up
Raise the roof, we to raise the roof up
(What?)
Raise the roof up, the roof up
Raise the roof, we to raise the roof up
(It's on again)

Raise the roof up, the roof up
Raise the roof, we to raise the roof up
(Word up, put hands down)
Raise the up, raise the roof up
Raise the roof, we came to the roof up
(Word up, this shit is multi, y'all see it, word up)
(Smiff, Wess, Lex)

The roof, the roof, the roof is on
(From the projects, projects next)
The roof, the roof, the is on fire
The roof, the roof, the is on fire
We need no water, like the Cocoa B's burn

Gotta wit your crew
To stack ya up
Get ya up,
Big up, ya boots up
When you into the club wit the guns up
If the tension's on your mind, then the roof up