Luyện nghe bài hát Leflah Leflour Eshkoshka

* originally appeared as the extended version of 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 skeltah be the y'all (best y'all)
Fab 5 from east to west y'all (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
Still the back in my thundergear down to my underwear
all you motherfuckers wonder where
I come from, 'cause dapper dan
I'm a gun fan plus I run rappers stand
Fab 5, mad live blow up the
Dru ha gets the paper black moon still gets the

Eh yo next to a neck be big r-o-c-k
Send mc's to me in of three say
monsta, is he for real? it can't be
See him in as he transform that man's me
Enemies ain't kotter, ain't no back in my home or
Knots get blown like cordless slots and
home or return like jedi
I bet I can without lai yo' stupid ass a red eye

Me nah
Niggaz who cant see pass a likkle bit of
You come the champion ya gwan die tonight
And 6 feet deep is you sleep
Eternally restin in you felt relief
Now big up to all my true headz in the
Stalkin the block not leavin the without they gat
You ta believe that fab 5 got my back
(got my back) like dat

Verse ruck, louisville

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

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

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

why oh why did I need cappucino
Scar on my but I'm not al pacino
(we 3 amigos) sparsky and we bring mo'
Drama than (a primetime nbc tv show)
(headz don't know and damn sure ready)
(niggas walk the street wit more boop betty)
Shit'll get heavy (back of the now surrender)
(my pon hits yo mind mix thoughts a blender)
Then I off from a shooting guard to a center
Like rockafella you hit rock bottom you enter
(o.g.c. rush the scene, the mission from backup)
(baseball bats attack jersey fools that act up) act up
(folks is now, petrol, go get dough)
(pepto-bismol this nigga let go)
He go what you do grew screwed I blew through
Two crews who claim they got funk maybe 'cause 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 mouth murderin you got that ass in hot water
Now I just oughta send a piece to headquarters
To take away stripe, you fucked up tonight
You don't do right you're gwan get dead to
Our click foundation thick through the war
I'm keepin my eye out for at the door

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

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