Luyện nghe bài hát Leflah Leflour Eshkoshka

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

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

rock

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

one: strang, rock, louisville

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

Eh yo next to snap a neck be big
Send to me in squads of three say
Rockness monsta, is he for it can't be
See him in action as he transform that me
Enemies ain't kotter, ain't no welcome 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
who cant see pass a likkle bit of light
You tess the champion ya gwan die tonight
And 6 feet deep is you sleep
Eternally in peace you felt relief
Now big up to all my true in the east
Stalkin the block not leavin the without they gat
You best ta believe that fab 5 got my
(got my back) like dat

Verse ruck, louisville

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

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

Verse three: --> 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 than (a primetime nbc tv show)
(headz don't know and 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 like a blender)
I dish 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 attack like fools that act up) act up
(folks is now, petrol, go get dough)
(pepto-bismol before nigga let go)
He said go you do grew screwed I blew through
Two crews who claim they got funk maybe 'cause they doo-doo

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

Everybody framed, ain't nobody yappin no
evidence on your click so y'all niggaz hit the floor
With that mouth you got that ass in hot water
Now I just oughta a piece to your headquarters
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

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

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