Luyện nghe bài hát Leflah Leflour Eshkoshka

* originally appeared as the version of leflah on fab 5's blah 12"

Yes
The name of shit here is
Leflour eshkoshka
The fab 5

Chorus:

Yes yes (yes y'all)
O.g.c., heltah skeltah be the best (best y'all)
Fab 5 slam from east to y'all (west y'all)
Sound pound through your bubble vest y'all (vest y'all)
And yo chest y'all (chest y'all)

Verse strang, rock, louisville

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

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 action as he transform man's me
Enemies ain't kotter, no welcome back in my home or
Knots get 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 see pass a likkle bit of light
You come tess the champion ya die tonight
And 6 feet is where you sleep
Eternally restin in peace you relief
Now big up to all my true in the east
Stalkin the block not the house without they gat
You ta believe that fab 5 got my back
(got my back) it's dat

Verse ruck, louisville

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

Guess who, punk chump, your jus blew
It's the originoo gun two
Rushin through, on three you can't see we
'cause we tight 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
Like the bridges of london, but too many niggaz runnin

Verse rock --> louisville in ()'s

Aiyyo why oh why did I need
Scar on my but I'm not al pacino
(we 3 amigos) sparsky and we bring mo'
Drama what? (a primetime nbc tv show)
(headz don't know and damn ain't ready)
(niggas walk the street wit boop than betty)
Shit'll get heavy (back of the now surrender)
(my pon hits yo mind mix like a blender)
Then I dish off a shooting guard to a center
Like rockafella you hit rock bottom when you
(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 this nigga let go)
He said go what you do grew I blew through
Two crews who they got funk maybe true 'cause they doo-doo

four: ruck, strang --> top dawg 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 that ass in hot
Now I just oughta send a piece to your
To take your stripe, you fucked up tonight
You do right 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
on these and get hung up like dungarees (please)
Ease off strangle wrecks ya
Plus bust asses on whoever 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 make niggaz beat it and scream just michael)
So how many corny mc's try
When strang shit off like the 4th of july
(nobody) why? ('cause everybody bodies my brother)
(I smother a nigga then ruck bounce rubber)
Step to tha stage set the on fire
Yo desires, they call me siah 'cause I'm
Live like wires, beast from the who is he
When I roar like a grizzly they say damn he busy

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