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)

one: strang, rock, louisville

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

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

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

two: ruck, louisville

I control the masses, wit metaphors thats
Don't ask if the nigga ruckest shit like cassius
I'm drastic, when it comes to I be flippin
'cause jus be shittin off the words I be kickin
I scold you, double 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 get bruised, battered and scarred

Guess who, chump, your brain jus blew
It's the gun clappa two
Rushin through, three on three you see we
'cause we tight and not many niggas wanna fight
So sneak in a nigga in the cipher of the camp
Jus got amped so I took em out for a
Bigga triggas down
Like the bridges of london, but too many niggaz runnin

Verse rock --> louisville in ()'s

why oh why did I need cappucino
Scar on my face but I'm not al
(we 3 amigos) sparsky and we bring mo'
Drama what? (a primetime nbc tv show)
(headz know and damn sure ain't ready)
(niggas walk the street wit boop than betty)
Shit'll get heavy (back of the now surrender)
(my pon yo mind mix thoughts like a blender)
Then I off from 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 like jersey fools that act up) act up
(folks is now, petrol, go get dough)
(pepto-bismol before 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

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

framed, ain't nobody yappin no more
I've evidence on your click so niggaz hit the floor
With mouth murderin you got that ass in hot water
Now I oughta send a piece to your headquarters
To away your stripe, you fucked up tonight
You don't do you're gwan get dead to spite
Our click foundation thick through 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 selecta wrecks ya
Plus bust asses on passes through my sector
(so what you gonna do you stuck at thirty-two)
(degrees please, get off yo and follow these)
(now these, buckshots from the rifle)
(then I will niggaz beat it and scream just like michael)
So how many corny gwan try
When sets shit off like the 4th of july
(nobody) ('cause everybody gets bodies my brother)
(I smother a nigga ruck bounce like rubber)
Step to tha stage set the on fire
Yo desires, they call me siah 'cause I'm
Live like wires, from the east who is he
I roar like a grizzly they say damn he gets busy

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