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 Skeltah be the best
Fab 5 from east to west y'all
Sound straight through your bubble vest y'all
And check yo chest

Ay curumba gun clappa number
One on tha set man, I cut ya like
Still play the back in my thunder down 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 live blow up the
Dru Ha gets the paper moon still gets the props

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

Enemies ain't Kotter, ain't no welcome 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 pass a bit of light
You come tess the champion ya die tonight
And 6 feet deep is where you
Eternally in peace you felt relief

Now big up to all my true in the east
Stalkin' the block not the house without they gat
You best ta believe Fab 5 got my back
It's dat

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

I scold you, headed 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' wit' the ruckest get bruised, battered and

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

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

Yes, yes,
O.G.C., Skeltah be the best y'all
Fab 5 slam east to west y'all
Sound pound straight through 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 Dutch we mo'
Drama what? A prime time NBC TV show

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

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

is passed now, petrol, go get dough
Pepto-Bismol this nigga let go
He go what you do grew screwed 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
With that mouth, murderin' you got 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, gwan get dead to spite
Our click stays thick through the war
I'm keepin' my eye out for infiltrators at the

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

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

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

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

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

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