Luyện nghe bài hát Leflaur Leflah Eshkoshka

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

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

Ay strang gun clappa 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 where I come from

'Cuz motherfuck Dan
I'm a gun clappa fan plus I run rappers
Fab 5, mad live up the spot
Dru Ha gets the paper black moon still 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 as he transform that man's me

Enemies Kotter, ain't no welcome back in my home or
get blown like cordless slots and pay phones
Phone home or like Jedi
I bet I can liegive yo' stupid ass a red eye

Me nah
Niggaz who see pass a little bit of light
You come the champion ya gwan die tonight
And 6 feet deep is where you
Eternally restin' in peace you felt

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

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

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

Guess who, punk chump, your brain blew
the original gun clappa two
Rushin' through, three on three you see we
we stay tight and not many niggas wanna fight

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

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 chest

Aiyyo why, oh, why did I need
on my face but I'm not Al Pacino
We 3 amigos, Sparsky and we bring mo'
Drama than what? A prime time NBC TV

Headz don't know and sure ain't ready
Niggas the streets wit' more Boop than Betty
Shit'll get 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
Rockafella you hit rock bottom when you enter
O.G.C. rush the scene, the mission from
Baseball bats attack like Jersey that act up

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

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

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

It's a shame how MC's are wannabes
Front on these and get hung up like
Ease off selecta wrecks ya
Plus bust asses on passes through my sector

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

So how many corny gwan try
strang sets shit off like the 4th of July
Nobody 'cuz everybody gets bodies, my brother
I a nigga then ruck bounce like rubber

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

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

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