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(The Roof Is) On Fire

Bizzy Bone

Heaven'z Movie

1998

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

[Chorus:

can die any day
I look fly any way i nutted in her mouth
Now she talkin childish ridin wit my crew
Now she tryna actin stylish fn by my side
You know we

to pick. Snoop legit. You know me I don't know you I don't know who you wit. I got shit in a frenzy. Got racks got plenty. Big bs in a Bentley. Not nice

ride thru my city
Wit the top back
I ain't tryna be the best
I'm one of the GOATS
Know real trench babies
Don't play on my name
I got a lil' money, I can

Bout' to, to just smoke another bowl, bowl, bowl
This dope: Aye! Lil' bit different, bit different, bit different, bit different
You know I'm hittin' this

Freddy Krueger 
I roll wit shooters they'll get you sooner 
Up with the roosters 
They Like Bazookas 
That chopper to you like cockadoodle
What's

Yeah a bossy bitch I call her 1st lady T (What up boo)
Catch me ridin thru the city
My plate read Richie (Yea)
Young P Diddy, mane who really fukin wit

a lil different
Had to get my weight up so my favor the scales tip in
This feeling's been a long time coming
I feel who I'm becoming, you don't feel me?

the door, you know I got lil' milli tucked
Dior belt to hold him up
Name some niggas cold as us (Who?)
I fell down and I got back up and hit em wit

my flaws
Life den maneuvered me through hella phases
Bitch could say she get it never had the basis
Lil baby claiming that she wit it don't exclude

they was wack
You ain't trained just yet
But I was down to get the paper
Like um hittin' a lick

By any means I'mma make it
Fuck the world was my shit
It

yeah
Boy so illiterate
Ain't got no vision and
You a lil muhfucking tool
I'm ripping that cigarette Imma fucking degenerate
Who gon fuck up and ruin

And dont trust shit
Don't give up quick
Cause this love shit will have you in a dungeon
Lil foe dont do no running he quick to get to gunning
And I'm roman

ain't no janitor, throwin' that hammer we fuckin' it up, you gon' have to ban us
She gotta be thick, it's part of the standards call her lil' baby, don't

stunting
I rap it, I live it, I'm not wit the fronting
Mess with my n****s you know that we gunnin'
We upping your block then the bullets be humming
We

Ouuu... Ouuu... 2723 Ouuu... Its Young Quis by the way
Ouuu meet her at the block she gone drop it like its hot
Can you do it non stop aye drop it,

out the game, but it’s you who needs tossed
Uh
Off the noodle wit the sauce, watch me ball
Uh
Put the bowl on my plate, I want it all
Uh
You the GOAT,

packin sum poles, Slide by that shit, And get right to the dough, My chop got a dick, And it ride wit the scope,
Swell his nose up, Till he lookin like

to make hits that's a low bow
How you switch over a bitch who a lil hoe?!
Ion get it
But I'm steady getting paper like I'm buying tickets
These hoes

talkin' Franklins
Whatchu thinkin, lil shawty whatchu thinkin (Whatchu think)
They askin all these questions like "How much are you makin'"
I'm getting cash

Write Sum Bump

Playa Fly

Movin' On

1998

featuring Gangsta Blac 



[Playa Fly] 



You rather see me abolished then see Lil Flizy demolished 

and do some damage and punish

to the city yea
Shouts my lil kid brotha Nic down by Bowie yea
Everybody feel me yea
Everybody feel me
This for the bitches stood me up at 15 they was 19
clways

get you gone quick he just like a magician
Damn he was a lil opp he couldnt fit up in the wood i rolled em in a gar
Heard he cant go back to his hood

Nigga couldn't fight so you know he had to wrestle
Call me itadori yuji, cus im sukunas vessel
Damn man I just went insane, went fuckin mental
As a lil