Luyện nghe bài hát Leflaur Leflah Eshkoshka

Yes, the of this shit here is
Leflour Eshkoshka, the Fab 5

Yes, yes,
O.G.C., Heltah Skeltah be the best
Fab 5 slam from east to west
Sound pound straight through your bubble y'all
And check yo y'all

Ay curumba strang gun number
One on tha set man, I cut ya like
Still play the back in my thunder down to my underwear
Make all you motherfuckers wonder where I 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 a neck be big R O C K
MC's to me in squads of three say
Rockness Monsta, is he for It can't be
See him in as he transform that man's me

ain't Kotter, ain't no welcome back in my home or
Knots get like cordless slots and pay phones
Phone or Return like Jedi
I bet I can without yo' stupid ass a red eye

Me nah
Niggaz who can't see a little bit of light
You come tess the ya gwan die tonight
And 6 feet deep is where you
Eternally restin' in you felt relief

Now big up to all my headz in the east
the block not leavin' the house without they gat
You best ta believe Fab 5 got my back
It's dat

I control the masses, wit' metaphors massive
Don't ask if the nigga Ruckest bash shit like
I'm drastic, when it comes to I be flippin'
'Cuz jus be shittin' off the words I be kickin'

I scold you, headed swords for the petty
But I told you, bitch that headz ain't ready
Now I mold you, to the bitch that you are
Fuckin' the ruckest get bruised, battered and scarred

Guess who, punk chump, brain just blew
It's the original gun two
Rushin' through, three on you can't see we
we stay tight and not many niggas wanna fight

So sneak in a nigga in the cipher of the camp
Jus got amped so I 'em out for a dance
Bigga triggas fallin'
Like the bridges of but ain't too many niggaz runnin'

Yes, yes,
O.G.C., Skeltah be the best y'all
Fab 5 slam from to west y'all
pound straight through your bubble vest y'all
And yo chest y'all

Aiyyo why, oh, why did I Cappuccino
Scar on my face but I'm not Al
We 3 amigos, Sparsky and Dutch we mo'
Drama what? A prime time NBC TV show

don't know and damn sure ain't ready
Niggas walk the streets more Boop than Betty
get heavy back of the tree now surrender
My pon hits yo mind mix thoughts a blender

Then I dish off from a shooting to a center
Rockafella you hit rock bottom when you enter
O.G.C. rush the scene, the from backup
Baseball bats like Jersey fools that act up

Folks is now, petrol, go get dough
Pepto-Bismol before this let go
He said go you do grew screwed I blew through
Two crews who claim they got maybe true, 'cuz they doo-doo

Everybody framed, 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 just oughta send a to your headquarters

To take away your stripe, you up tonight
You don't do right, you're gwan get to spite
Our click foundation stays through the war
I'm my eye out for infiltrators at the door

It's a shame how these are wannabes
Front on these and get hung up dungarees
Ease off strangle wrecks ya
Plus asses on whoever passes through my sector

So what you gonna do you stuck at thirty-two
Degrees please, get off yo knees and follow
Now swallow these, from the rifle
Then I make niggaz beat it and scream like Michael

So how corny MC's gwan try
When strang shit off like the 4th of July
Nobody why? everybody gets bodies, my brother
I smother a then ruck bounce like rubber

to tha stage, set the microphone on fire
Yo desires, call me siah, 'cuz I'm flyer
Live like wires, beast the east who is he
When I roar like a grizzly say, "Damn, he gets busy"

Yes, yes,
O.G.C., Heltah be the best y'all
Fab 5 slam east to west y'all
Sound straight through your bubble vest y'all
And check yo chest

Yes, yes,
1 2 3 , rockin' Rappy be the y'all
Fab 5 slam from east to west
Sound pound straight through your vest y'all
And check yo chest