Luyện nghe bài hát Leflaur Leflah Eshkoshka

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

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

Ay curumba gun clappa number
One on tha set man, I cut ya lumber
Still play the back in my gear down to my underwear
Make all you 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 black moon still gets the

Eh yo next to snap a be big R O C K
Send MC's to me in of three say
Rockness Monsta, is he for It can't be
See him in action as he that man's me

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

Me nah
Niggaz who can't see pass a little bit of
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 true headz in the
Stalkin' the block not leavin' the without they gat
You ta believe that Fab 5 got my back
It's dat

I control the masses, metaphors that's massive
Don't ask if the Ruckest bash shit like Cassius
I'm drastic, when it comes to verbs I be
'Cuz herbs jus be shittin' off the words I be

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

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

So sneak in where a in the cipher of the camp
Jus got amped so I 'em out for a dance
Bigga triggas fallin'
Like the bridges of London but too many niggaz runnin'

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

why, oh, why did I need Cappuccino
Scar on my 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 walk the streets wit' more Boop Betty
Shit'll get heavy of the tree now surrender
My pon hits yo mind mix thoughts a blender

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

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

Everybody framed, nobody yappin' no more
I've evidence on your click so niggaz hit the floor
With that mouth, you got that ass in hot water
Now I just send a piece to your headquarters

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

It's a how these MC's are wannabes
Front on these and get up like dungarees
Ease off selecta wrecks 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 these, buckshots from the rifle
Then I will make niggaz it and scream like Michael

So how corny MC's gwan try
When sets 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, they call me siah, I'm flyer
Live wires, beast from the east who is he
When I like a grizzly they say, "Damn, he gets busy"

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

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