Luyện nghe bài hát Leflaur Leflah Eshkoshka

Yes, the name of shit here 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 y'all
And check yo y'all

Ay curumba gun clappa number
One on tha set man, I cut ya like
Still play the in my thunder gear down to my underwear
all you motherfuckers wonder where I come from

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

ain't Kotter, ain't no welcome back in my home or
Knots get blown cordless slots and pay phones
home 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 the champion ya gwan die tonight
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 believe that Fab 5 got my
like dat

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

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

Guess who, chump, your brain just blew
the original gun clappa two
Rushin' through, three on you can't 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
the bridges of London but ain't too many niggaz runnin'

Yes, yes,
O.G.C., Heltah Skeltah be the best
Fab 5 slam from east to west
Sound pound straight 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 than what? A prime NBC TV show

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

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

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

framed, ain't nobody yappin' no more
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 piece to headquarters

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

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

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

So how many corny gwan try
When strang sets shit off like the 4th of
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, they call me siah, I'm flyer
Live like wires, from the east who is he
When I roar like a they say, "Damn, he gets busy"

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

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