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 here is
Leflour eshkoshka
The fab 5

Chorus:

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

Verse strang, rock, louisville

Ay curumba gun clappa number
One on tha set man I cut ya like
play the back in my thundergear down to my underwear
Make all you motherfuckers where
I come from, 'cause 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 still gets the props

Eh yo next to snap a neck be big
Send mc's to me in squads of 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 and payphones
home or return like jedi
I bet I can lai give yo' stupid ass a red eye

Me nah
Niggaz who cant see a likkle bit of light
You tess 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 in the east
Stalkin the block not the house without they gat
You best ta believe fab 5 got my back
(got my back) it's dat

Verse ruck, louisville

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

Guess who, punk chump, your jus blew
the originoo gun clappa two
Rushin through, on three you can't see we
'cause we stay and not many niggas wanna fight
So sneak in where a in the cipher of the camp
Jus got amped so I took em out for a
Bigga triggas down
the bridges of london, but ain't 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) and dutch we bring mo'
Drama what? (a primetime nbc tv show)
(headz don't know and sure ain't ready)
(niggas walk the street wit more than betty)
Shit'll get (back of the tree now surrender)
(my pon hits yo mind mix thoughts a blender)
Then I off from a shooting guard to a center
Like rockafella you hit rock bottom you enter
(o.g.c. rush the scene, the mission backup) yeah
(baseball attack like jersey fools that act up) act up
(folks is now, petrol, go get dough)
(pepto-bismol before this let go)
He said go what you do grew screwed I blew
Two crews who claim they got maybe true 'cause they doo-doo

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

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

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

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