Luyện nghe bài hát Leflah Leflour Eshkoshka

* originally appeared as the extended version of leflah on fab 5's 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 through your vest y'all (vest y'all)
And yo chest y'all (chest y'all)

one: strang, rock, louisville

Ay strang gun clappa number
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, motherfuck dapper dan
I'm a gun clappa fan plus I run rappers
Fab 5, mad blow up the spot
Dru ha gets the paper black moon gets the props

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

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

two: ruck, louisville

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

Guess who, punk chump, your jus blew
It's the originoo gun two
Rushin through, three on three you see we
'cause we stay tight and not many wanna fight
So sneak in a nigga in the cipher of the camp
Jus got so I took em out for a dance
Bigga fallin down
Like the bridges of london, but 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 mix thoughts like a blender)
Then I off from a shooting guard to a center
rockafella you hit rock bottom when you enter
(o.g.c. the scene, the mission from backup) yeah
(baseball attack like jersey fools 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 I blew through
Two crews who claim they got funk maybe true they doo-doo

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

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

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

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