Luyện nghe bài hát Leflaur Leflah Eshkoshka

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

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

Ay curumba strang gun number
One on tha set man, I cut ya lumber
Still the back in my thunder gear down to my underwear
Make all you motherfuckers wonder I come from

'Cuz motherfuck Dan
I'm a gun clappa fan I run rappers stand
Fab 5, mad live blow up the
Dru Ha gets the paper black moon still the props

Eh yo to snap a neck be big R O C K
Send MC's to me in of three say
Rockness Monsta, is he for real? It be
See him in as he transform that man's me

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

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

Now big up to all my headz in the east
Stalkin' the block not the house without they gat
You ta believe that Fab 5 got my back
like 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, double swords for the petty
But I told you, bitch niggaz headz ain't ready
Now I you, back to the bitch that you are
wit' the ruckest get bruised, battered and scarred

Guess who, chump, your brain 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 in where a nigga in the cipher of the camp
Jus got amped so I 'em out for a dance
Bigga triggas down
Like the bridges of London but too many niggaz runnin'

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

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

Headz don't and damn sure ain't ready
Niggas walk the streets wit' more Boop Betty
Shit'll get back of the tree now surrender
My pon hits yo mind mix thoughts like a

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

Folks is passed now, petrol, go get
Pepto-Bismol before nigga let go
He said go you do grew screwed I blew through
Two crews who 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
With mouth, murderin' you got that ass in hot water
Now I just oughta send a to your headquarters

To take away your stripe, you fucked up
You do right, you're gwan get dead to spite
Our foundation stays thick through the war
I'm keepin' my eye out for infiltrators at the

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

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

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

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

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

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