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 eshkoshka
The fab 5

rock

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

Verse one: strang, rock,

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

Eh yo next to snap a be big r-o-c-k
mc's 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 ain't kotter, ain't no back in my home or
Knots get blown like cordless slots and
Phone home or like jedi
I bet I can without lai give yo' ass a red eye

Me nah
Niggaz who cant see pass a bit of light
You tess the champion ya gwan die tonight
And 6 deep is where you sleep
Eternally restin in peace you relief
Now big up to all my headz in the east
Stalkin the block not the house without they gat
You best ta believe that fab 5 got my
(got my back) it's dat

two: ruck, louisville

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

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

Verse rock --> louisville in ()'s

Aiyyo why oh why did I cappucino
on my face but I'm not al pacino
(we 3 amigos) sparsky and we bring mo'
Drama than (a primetime nbc tv show)
(headz don't and damn sure ain't ready)
(niggas walk the street wit boop than betty)
get heavy (back of the tree 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. rush the scene, the from backup) yeah
(baseball bats attack like jersey fools act up) act up
(folks is now, petrol, go get dough)
(pepto-bismol before nigga let go)
He said go what you do grew screwed I through
Two crews who claim they got funk maybe true 'cause they

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

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

It's a shame how these are wannabees
Front on and get hung up like dungarees (please)
off selecta 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 swallow these, from the rifle)
(then I will make beat it and scream just like michael)
So how many mc's gwan try
When strang sets off like the 4th of july
(nobody) why? ('cause everybody gets my brother)
(I smother a nigga then bounce like rubber)
Step to tha stage set the microphone on
Yo desires, they me siah 'cause I'm flyer
like wires, beast from the east who is he
When I roar like a grizzly say damn he gets busy

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