* originally appeared as the version of leflah on fab 5's blah 12"
Yes The of this shit here is Leflour eshkoshka The fab 5
rock
Yes yes (yes y'all) O.g.c., skeltah be the best y'all (best y'all) Fab 5 slam from east to y'all (west y'all) Sound pound straight your bubble vest y'all (vest y'all) And check yo chest (chest y'all)
Verse one: strang, rock,
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 wonder where I come from, 'cause dapper dan I'm a gun clappa fan I run rappers stand Fab 5, mad live 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 mc's to me in squads of say monsta, is he for real? it can't be See him in action as he transform that me Enemies ain't kotter, no welcome back in my home or Knots get blown cordless slots and payphones Phone home or return 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 deep is where you Eternally in peace you felt relief Now big up to all my true headz in the Stalkin the not leavin the house without they gat You best ta believe that fab 5 got my (got my back) it's dat
Verse ruck, louisville
I the masses, wit metaphors thats massive Don't ask if the nigga ruckest bash like cassius I'm drastic, when it to verbs I be flippin 'cause jus be shittin off the words I be kickin I scold you, double swords for the petty But I you, bitch niggaz that headz ain't ready Now I you, back to the bitch that you are Fuckin wit the ruckest get bruised, battered and
Guess who, 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 wanna fight So sneak in where a nigga in the of the camp Jus got amped so I took em out for a Bigga fallin down Like the bridges of london, but too many niggaz runnin
Verse three: --> louisville in ()'s
Aiyyo why oh why did I need Scar on my face but I'm not al (we 3 amigos) and dutch we bring mo' Drama than (a primetime nbc tv show) (headz know and damn sure ain't ready) (niggas walk the street wit more boop betty) get heavy (back of the tree now surrender) (my pon hits yo mind mix thoughts a blender) Then I dish off from a shooting to a center Like rockafella you hit rock when you enter (o.g.c. rush the scene, the mission from backup) (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 true 'cause they doo-doo
Verse four: ruck, strang --> top in ()'s
Everybody framed, ain't yappin no more I've evidence on your so y'all niggaz hit the floor With that murderin you got that ass in hot water Now I just oughta send a piece to your To take away stripe, you fucked up tonight You don't do you're gwan get dead to spite Our click foundation stays thick the war I'm my eye out for infiltrators at the door
It's a shame how these are wannabees Front on these and get hung up like (please) Ease off selecta strangle 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 these, buckshots from the rifle) (then I will niggaz beat it and scream just like michael) So how many corny mc's try When strang sets off like the 4th of july (nobody) why? ('cause everybody gets my brother) (I smother a nigga then ruck bounce rubber) Step to tha stage set the on fire Yo desires, they me siah 'cause I'm flyer like wires, beast from the east who is he When I roar like a grizzly they say damn he gets
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