* originally appeared as the extended of leflah on fab 5's blah 12"
Yes The name of this shit is Leflour leflah The fab 5
rock
Yes yes (yes y'all) O.g.c., heltah be the best y'all (best y'all) Fab 5 from east to west y'all (west y'all) Sound pound straight your bubble vest y'all (vest y'all) And check yo chest (chest y'all)
Verse strang, rock, louisville
Ay curumba strang gun clappa One on tha set man I cut ya lumber Still play the back in my thundergear down to my Make all you motherfuckers wonder I come from, 'cause motherfuck dan I'm a gun clappa fan I run rappers stand Fab 5, mad live blow up the Dru ha gets the paper moon still gets the props
Eh yo next to snap a be big r-o-c-k Send to me in squads of three say monsta, is he for real? it can't be See him in action as he transform man's me Enemies ain't kotter, ain't no welcome in my home or get blown like cordless slots and payphones Phone home or like jedi I bet I can lai give yo' stupid ass a red eye
Me nah Niggaz who cant see a likkle bit of light You come the champion ya gwan die tonight And 6 feet deep is you sleep Eternally restin in peace you felt Now big up to all my true headz in the Stalkin the block not the house without they gat You best ta that fab 5 got my back (got my back) like dat
two: ruck, louisville
I control the masses, wit metaphors thats Don't ask if the nigga ruckest shit like cassius I'm drastic, it comes to verbs I be flippin 'cause jus be shittin off the words I be kickin I scold you, double headed swords for the But I told you, niggaz that headz ain't ready Now I you, back to the bitch that you are Fuckin wit the ruckest get bruised, and scarred
who, punk chump, your brain jus blew It's the originoo gun two Rushin through, three on three you see we 'cause we stay tight and not many niggas wanna So sneak in where a nigga in the of the camp Jus got amped so I took em out for a triggas fallin down Like the bridges of london, but ain't too many niggaz
Verse three: rock --> in ()'s
Aiyyo why oh why did I cappucino Scar on my face but I'm not al (we 3 amigos) sparsky and we bring mo' Drama than what? (a nbc tv show) (headz don't know and damn sure ready) (niggas walk the street wit boop than betty) get heavy (back of the tree now surrender) (my pon yo mind mix thoughts like a blender) Then I dish off from a shooting guard to a rockafella you hit rock bottom when you enter (o.g.c. rush the scene, the mission backup) yeah (baseball bats attack like jersey that act up) act up (folks is now, petrol, go get dough) (pepto-bismol this nigga let go) He said go what you do grew screwed I blew Two crews who claim they got funk maybe true they doo-doo
Verse ruck, strang --> top dawg in ()'s
Everybody framed, ain't nobody yappin no I've evidence on your click so y'all hit the floor With that mouth murderin you got ass in hot water Now I just oughta a piece to your headquarters To take away stripe, you fucked up tonight You don't do right gwan get dead to spite Our foundation stays thick through the war I'm keepin my eye out for infiltrators at the
It's a shame how these mc's are Front on these and get up like dungarees (please) Ease off selecta wrecks ya Plus bust asses on passes through my sector (so what you gonna do you stuck at thirty-two) (degrees please, get off yo knees and these) (now swallow these, buckshots the rifle) (then I will niggaz beat it and scream just like michael) So how many corny mc's try strang sets shit off like the 4th of july (nobody) why? ('cause everybody bodies my brother) (I smother a nigga then ruck like rubber) to tha stage set the microphone on fire Yo desires, call me siah 'cause I'm flyer Live like wires, from the east who is he When I roar like a grizzly they say damn he gets
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