Luyện nghe bài hát Leflaur Leflah Eshkoshka

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

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

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

motherfuck Dapper Dan
I'm a gun clappa fan plus I run rappers
Fab 5, mad blow up the spot
Dru Ha gets the paper black moon gets the props

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

Enemies ain't Kotter, ain't no welcome back in my or
Knots get blown like slots and pay phones
Phone home or 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 tess the ya gwan die tonight
And 6 feet deep is where you
Eternally restin' in peace you felt

Now big up to all my true in the east
Stalkin' the block not leavin' the house they gat
You ta believe that Fab 5 got my back
like dat

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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