Luyện nghe bài hát Leflaur Leflah Eshkoshka

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

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

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

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

Eh yo next to snap a 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 as he transform that man's me

Enemies ain't Kotter, ain't no welcome 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 come the champion ya gwan die tonight
And 6 feet deep is you sleep
Eternally restin' in peace you felt

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

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

I scold you, double swords for the petty
But I told you, bitch that headz ain't ready
Now I you, back to the bitch that you are
Fuckin' wit' the 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 sneak in a nigga in the cipher of the camp
Jus got amped so I 'em out for a dance
triggas 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 to west y'all
Sound pound straight your bubble vest 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 we bring mo'
than what? A prime time NBC TV show

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Step to tha stage, set the 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 they say, "Damn, he gets busy"

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

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