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Fab 5: Heltah Skeltah (Sean Price) x OGC - Leflaur Leflah Eshkoshka (Official HD Music Video)
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yes ha
The name of this shit here
Is Laflaur Leflah Eshkoshka
The Fab Five
Yes yes y'all (Yes y'all)
OGC Helter Skelter be the best y'all (Best y'all)
Fab five slam from east to west y'all (West y'all)
Sound pound straight through your bubble vest y'all (Vest y'all)
And check yo chest y'all (Chest y'all)
Aye caramba starang gunn clappa numba
One on the set man I cut you like lumber
Still play the back in my thunder gear
Down to my underwear
Make all you mother fuckers wonder where
I come from
'Cause mother fuck Dapper Dan
I'm a gun clapper fam plus I run rappers man
Fab five mad live blow up the spot
Drew Ha gets the paper
Black moon still gets the props
Ay yo next to snap a neck be big R O C K
Send MC's to me in squads of three say
Rockness monster is he for real it can't be
See him in action as he transform that man's me
Enemies ain't Kotter
Ain't no welcome back in my home
Knots get blown like quarter slots in pay phones
Phone home or return like Jedi
I bet I can without la give your stupid ass the red eye
Me nah like
N****s who can't see pass a little bit of light
You come test the champions ya gonna die tonight
And six feet deep is where you sleep
Eternally resting in peace you felt relief
Now big up to all my true heads in the east
Stalking the block not leaving the house without they gat
You best to believe that fab five got my back (Got my back)
Like that (Like that)
I control the masses
With metaphors that's massive
Don't ask if the n***a Ruck'll bash shit like Cassius
I'm drastic
When it comes to verbs I be flipping
'Cause herbs jus be shitting off the words I be kicking
I scold you
Double headed sword for the petty
But I told you
Bitch n****s that heads ain't ready
Now I mold you
Back to the bitch that you are
Fucking with the Ruckus get bruised battered and scarred
Guess who punk chump your brain just blew
It's the Original Gun Clapper two
Rushing through
Three on three you can't see we
'Cause we stay tight and not too many n****s wanna fight
Some sneaker wearing n***a in the cypher of the camp
Just got amped and so I took 'em out for a dance
Bigger triggers falling down
Like the bridges of London
But ain't too many n****s running
Yes yes y'all (Yes y'all)
OGC Helter Skelter be the best y'all (Best y'all)
Fab five slam from east to west y'all (West y'all)
Sound pound straight through your bubble vest y'all (Vest y'all)
And check yo chest y'all (Chest y'all)
A yo why oh why did I need cappuccino
Scar on my face but I'm not Al Pacino
(We're three amigos)
Sparsky and Dutch
We bring more drama than what
(A prime time NBC TV show)
Heads don't know and damn sure ain't ready
N****s walk the streets with more Boop than Betty
(Shit'll get heavy)
Back up retreat now surrender
My pine hits your mind mix thoughts just like a blender
Then I dish off from a shooting guard to a center
Like Rockefeller you hit rock bottom when you enter
OGC rush the scene
Permission for back up
Baseball bats attack like Jersey fools that act up
Punks in back stand petro
Go get yo
Pepto-Bismol before this n***a lets go
Get set go which you do crews screwed I blew through
Two crews who claim they got funk
May be true 'cause they do do
Everybody afraid ain't nobody yapping no more
Have evidence on your clique so y'all n****s hit the floor
With that mouth murdering you got that ass in hot water
Now I oughta send a piece to your headquarters
To take away your stripes
You fucked up tonight
You don't do right you're go on get dead to spite
Our click foundation stays think through the war
I'm keeping my eye out for infiltrators at the door
It's a shame how these MC's are wanna be's
Front on these and get hung up like dungarees (Please)
Ease off selector strangle wrecks ya
Plus bust asses on whoever passes through my sector
So what you gonna do when you're stuck at thirty two
Degrees please get off your knees and follow these
Now swallow these
Buckshots from the rifle
Then I will make n****s beat it and scream like Michael
So how many corny MC's go on try
When Strang sets shit off like the fourth of July
Nobody (Why)
'Cause everybody gets bodies my brother
I smother a n***a then the Ruck bounce like rubber
Step to the stage set the microphone on fire
Your desire
They call me sire 'cause I'm flyer
(Live like wires)
Beast from the east who is he
When I roar like a grizzly they say damn he gets busy
Yes yes y'all (Yes y'all)
OGC Helter Skelter be the best y'all (Best y'all)
Fab five slam from east to west y'all (West y'all)
Sound pound straight through your bubble vest y'all (Vest y'all)
And check yo chest y'all (Chest y'all)
Yes yes y'all (Yes y'all)
One two three Ruck and Rock be the best
Fab five slam from east to west y'all (West y'all)
Sound pound straight through your bubble vest y'all (Vest y'all)
And check yo chest y'all (Chest y'all)
Yeah yeah
The place to be
Yes ha
Written by: Barrett James Powell, Dashawn Jamal Yates, Jahmal Bush, Paul Hendricks, Sean Price
