Fire Lyrics - Thug Stories - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Fire, burn, baby, burn 

Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn 

Yeah, we got that fire, burn, baby, burn 

Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn 

The roof, the roof, the roof 

Better heat ya block with heat so hot 

The roof, the roof, the roof 

Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not 

The roof, the roof, the roof 

Better heat ya block with heat so hot 

The roof, the roof, the roof 

Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not 

Anywhere you wanna do it, nigga 

We can get it poppin' like a firecracker but I'm wild 

I get at cha, hit a nigga like a tractor, collapse ya, thrash ya 

Rat-a-tat ya, matter of fact ya dead 

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Never comin' back here, sendin' out last year 

Took a look at the competition, there was none there 

So a nigga hit the hood, let it rumble in the streets 

To let everybody know, we keep heat 

Nigga got that fire, fire baby, got that fire fire baby 

Got that fire, fire, baby, got that fire, fire, baby 

Got that fire, fire, baby, got that fire, fire, baby 

Got that fire, fire, baby, got that fire, fire, baby 

Try to test me and I bet you get burned 

And at the same time learn, that I'm not that nigga 

Nigga on it for reala, you wanna deal with the killa 

Give the scrilla to me, really, I get 'em, I get up in 'em 

They betta be able to handle the heat 

'Cause we gon' take it to a million degrees! 

Somebody betta go and call the fire department 

Them Bone niggaz all knock shit on fire 

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Fire, burn, baby, burn 

Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn 

Yeah, we got that fire, burn, baby, burn 

Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn 

The roof, the roof, the roof 

Better heat ya block with heat so hot 

The roof, the roof, the roof 

Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not 

The roof, the roof, the roof 

Better heat ya block with heat so hot 

The roof, the roof, the roof 

Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not 

Lil' L-Burna finna burn it up 

We got 'em runnin' to the radio to turn it up 

Like 'Is it really them thugs?' Yeah nigga this us 

And when we come with the heat, we gon' burn ya up 

Finna do damage cause I'm a certified criminal 

I know it's illegal, but I'ma leave a nigga critical 

Put the gun down, nigga we can get physical 

Bullshit, tricked ya bang! You invisible 

Disappear like the rest of these niggaz that are turnin' to ghosts 

'Cause they can't come close to the original nine-nine 

You know where to find mine, I'm strapped with a four-five 

I'm posted with that 

Fire, fire, baby, that fire, fire, baby 

That fire, fire, baby, that fire, fire, baby 

I ain't even gotta tell y'all niggaz 

That the rhythm that I ride to the beat be scorchin' 

Like the middle of the summer, tryna sit on the porch 

No shade and your body be torchin' 

Keep my name out ya mouth with that he say 

She say, nigga better peep what we say 

Fuck around and get caught up in the heatwave 

Y'all nigga better not try to be brave 

Fire, burn, baby, burn 

Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn 

Yeah, we got that fire, burn, baby, burn 

Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn 

The roof, the roof, the roof 

Better heat ya block with heat so hot 

The roof, the roof, the roof 

Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not 

The roof, the roof, the roof 

Better heat ya block with heat so hot 

The roof, the roof, the roof 

Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not 

Let me tell ya somethin', nigga, if the fire's started 

I'm the nigga with the matches, let it flame up 

Scare me, scare whoever shot, before you pull it 

Better know what you're gon' do and who's who 

Guaranteed to bring the flames, got that fire 

When you're listening, yes, that that fire, fire 

You don't like me, so what? 

Act up, fire gon' make ya hate me 

Fuck sick shit up, move up 

Burn shit down, spark it up then ya lay down 

'Cause I got that fire, fire, fire baby 

Got that fire, fire, baby, got that fire, fire, baby 

Got that fire, fire, baby, got that fire, fire, baby 

And I'm old school, still don't believe me 

Then ya let it all burn, then there's no clues 

Gotta do what its gon' do 

And that's burn, baby, burn 

No questions, that's juks, snitches talk 

Thugs get to walkin' 

Them other niggaz gon' get served in the chalk 

But not me, no witnesses, thugs, so burn, burn 

Fire, burn, baby, burn 

Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn 

Yeah, we got that fire, burn, baby, burn 

Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn 

The roof, the roof, the roof 

Better heat ya block with heat so hot 

The roof, the roof, the roof 

Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not 

The roof, the roof, the roof 

Better heat ya block with heat so hot 

The roof, the roof, the roof 

Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not