Luyện nghe bài hát Leflah Leflour Eshkoshka

* originally as the extended version 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 slam from east to west (west y'all)
Sound straight through your bubble vest y'all (vest y'all)
And yo chest y'all (chest y'all)

Verse one: strang, rock,

Ay strang gun clappa number
One on tha set man I cut ya lumber
play the back in my thundergear down to my underwear
Make all you motherfuckers wonder
I come from, 'cause dapper dan
I'm a gun fan plus I run rappers stand
Fab 5, mad blow up the spot
Dru ha gets the paper black moon still the props

Eh yo to snap a neck be big r-o-c-k
mc's to me in squads of three say
Rockness monsta, is he for it can't be
See him in action as he that man's me
Enemies kotter, ain't no welcome back in my home or
get blown like cordless slots and payphones
Phone home or like jedi
I bet I can without lai 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 is where you sleep
Eternally in peace you felt relief
Now big up to all my true headz in the
Stalkin the block not leavin the without they gat
You best ta believe fab 5 got my back
(got my back) it's dat

Verse ruck, louisville

I control the masses, wit thats massive
Don't ask if the nigga ruckest bash like cassius
I'm drastic, when it comes to I be flippin
'cause herbs jus be off the words I be kickin
I scold you, double headed for the petty
But I told you, niggaz that headz ain't ready
Now I mold you, back to the bitch you are
Fuckin wit the ruckest get bruised, battered and

Guess who, chump, your brain jus blew
It's the gun clappa two
through, three on three you can't see we
'cause we stay tight and not niggas wanna fight
So sneak in where a in the cipher of the camp
Jus got amped so I took em out for a
Bigga triggas down
Like the bridges of london, but ain't too niggaz runnin

Verse three: rock --> in ()'s

Aiyyo why oh why did I cappucino
on my face but I'm not al pacino
(we 3 amigos) and dutch we bring mo'
than what? (a primetime nbc tv show)
(headz don't know and damn ain't ready)
(niggas walk the street wit more than betty)
Shit'll get heavy (back of the now surrender)
(my pon hits yo mix thoughts like a blender)
I dish off from a shooting guard to a center
Like you hit rock bottom when you enter
(o.g.c. the scene, the mission from backup) yeah
(baseball bats attack jersey fools that act up) act up
(folks is now, petrol, go get dough)
(pepto-bismol before this let go)
He said go you do grew screwed I blew through
Two crews who claim they got funk maybe 'cause they doo-doo

Verse four: ruck, strang --> top in ()'s

Everybody framed, ain't nobody yappin no
I've on your click so y'all niggaz hit the floor
With mouth murderin you got that ass in hot water
Now I just oughta a piece to your headquarters
To take away your stripe, you fucked up
You don't do right you're get dead to spite
Our click foundation stays through the war
I'm keepin my eye out for at the door

It's a shame how mc's are wannabees
Front on these and get hung up dungarees (please)
off selecta strangle wrecks ya
Plus bust asses on whoever passes through my
(so what you gonna do you stuck at thirty-two)
(degrees please, get off yo knees and these)
(now these, buckshots from the rifle)
(then I will make niggaz beat it and just like michael)
So how corny mc's gwan try
When strang sets shit off the 4th of july
(nobody) why? ('cause everybody gets my brother)
(I a nigga then ruck bounce like rubber)
Step to tha stage set the microphone on
Yo desires, call me siah 'cause I'm flyer
Live like wires, from the east who is he
When I roar like a grizzly say damn he gets busy

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