Luyện nghe bài hát Leflaur Leflah Eshkoshka

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

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

Ay strang gun clappa number
One on tha set man, I cut ya lumber
play the back in my thunder gear down to my underwear
Make all you motherfuckers wonder 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 gets the props

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

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

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

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

I control the masses, wit' metaphors that's
ask if the nigga Ruckest bash shit like Cassius
I'm drastic, when it comes to I be flippin'
'Cuz herbs jus be off the words I be kickin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

Then I off from a shooting guard to a center
Like Rockafella you hit rock when you enter
O.G.C. rush the scene, the mission from
Baseball attack like Jersey fools that act up

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

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

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

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

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

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

to tha stage, set the microphone on fire
Yo desires, call me siah, 'cuz I'm flyer
like wires, beast from 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 from east to west y'all
Sound pound through your bubble vest y'all
And check yo y'all

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