THE ROOF IS ON FIRE

THE ROOF IS ON FIRE

THE ROOF IS ON FIRE

The roof, the roof is on fireThe roof, the roof is on fire
Yes, sirYes, sir
It's TR1Es el TR1
Hey, man, you know what I'm sayin'?Ey-yo, man, you know what I'm sayin'?

I walk with my homie on my back, rap sounds, at the party I'm TupacYo ando con mi ñeri on my back, suena rap, en el party soy Tupac
Walking through the neighborhood dropping factsCaminando por el barrio suelto facts
Oh, you wanted rap? Here I am, I got the whole neighborhood behind meAh, ¿vos querías rap? Llegué yo, tengo a todo el barrio atrás
Nice to meet you, let me introduce myself (Your dad)Mucho gusto, me presento (Tu papá)

Mami, I kill them with a trackMami, me los pulo con un track
With a dark past, but I think about the future (No cap)Con un pasado oscuro, pero pienso en el futuro (No cap)
Real quality musicMúsica real de calidad
Gangsta party, hot mama, no cheap cumbia playing around hereGangsta party, mami chula, no suena cumbia cheta por acá

Thunder sounds, and you know it very wellSuena T-R-U-E-N-O, y vos lo sabes muy bien
Hot mama doesn't even think about it because she knows whoMami chula ni lo piensa porque sabe con quién
I would be embarrassed not to shine without a gold chainMe daría vergüenza no brillar sin gold chain
You don't shine without a gold chainNo brillas sin gold chain

Burning the greensQuemando los verdes
Buenos Aires is partying, never sleepsBuenos Aires está de party, nunca duerme
Hands in the air, fuck it up, babyLas manos al aire, fuck it up, baby
Rap for the thugs and also for the ladiesRap pa' los turros y también pa' las ladies
I shine without a gold chainYo brillo sin gold chain

Burning the greensQuemando los verdes
Buenos Aires is partying, never sleepsBuenos Aires está de party, nunca duerme
Hands in the air, fuck it up, babyLas manos al aire, fuck it up, baby
Rap for the thugs and also for the ladiesRap pa' los turros y también pa' las ladies

The roof, the roof is on fireThe roof, the roof is on fire
Oh, no, no, no, baby, I'm highOh, no, no, no, baby, I'm high
No lie, we're liveNo lie, estamo' en live
Thunder, pa-pa-pa-paiTrueno, pa-pa-pa-pai
Baby, I'm highBaby, I'm high

No lie, we're liveNo lie, estamo' en live
Thunder, pa-pa-pa-paiTrueno, pa-pa-pa-pai
I'm rolling, I'm rolling'Toy rulay, 'toy rulay
I'm rolling'Toy rulay
What the fuck?What the fuck?
Thunder, pa-pa-pa-paiTrueno, pa-pa-pa-pai

I walk with my homie on my backAndo con mi ñeri on my back
Baby, I'm highBaby, I'm high
No lie, we're liveNo lie, estamo' en live
Real rap, hot mamaReal rap, mami chula

Let's show these kids how it's done in ArgentinaVamo' a enseñarle a esto' guacho' cómo se hace en Argentina
Thunder, pa-pa-pa-paiTrueno, pa-pa-pa-pai
I walk with my homie on my backAndo con mi ñeri on my back
We got into the middle of the sea to show them how the hell to surf the tide, you know what I'm sayin'?No' metimo' en el medio del mar pa' enseñarle' cómo carajos se surfea la marea, you know what I'm sayin'?

From the damn neighborhood of La BocaDel maldito barrio de La Boca
You already know who I am, Thunder, dadYa sabe' quién soy, Trueno, pai
The same from the battle, the same from you know, my loveEl mismo 'e la batalla, el mismo de ya sabe', mi amor
Argentina is in the house, everything's goodArgentina está en la casa, no pasa nada