Luyện nghe bài hát Mac Melph Calio

(yella):

Now talkin' about they run it and that war shit,
But never seen a playa tellin' to y'all the real hit,
yourself, protect y'allself,
'cause i'ma a journey to that three and i'ma start in the melph

(unlv):

From the mac to the to the calio....
I six guns, three eighties and k's, glock forty-fives,
the mac to the melph to the calio...
I'ma in your head, makin' sure your dead

verse (tec-9):

Now as I raise up, it is a must I put my k up,
Straight playa from uptown, where goes down,
From up in the skinny smokin' puff, you I'm bustin',
Twelve strong in the melphanine,
Nothin' but a juvey up around dopefiends,
I remember when we all used to play ball,
But as time when by, my ball partners started to fall,
But I was taught by the g from old school,
As I got older, the old seemed cool,
But back then you didn't to pack no grip,
If you got no strap, then you just got that ass whipped,
And it was cool the mac and the calliope,
They came and controlled nothin' but the dope,
This is real, I ain't gone bullshit at all bro,
The story about the mac, melph, and calio

Second (lil' ya):

Now I'm to the muthafuckin' mac,
at the black gate so I could get a fat sack,
Roll up a swisher now it's to get blowed,
Creepin' the mac peepin' out them dog ho's,
Saw my slim, in a torry bumpin' ivan,
Got tinted windows so them hoes don't see who drivin',
With a loaded uzi, tec-9, ak, I'm down more,
Drivin' down real low, to get to circle,
Picked up my out the mac,
That's when I down to the fiend,
to get to the melphenine,
'cause in the melph a hoe that I gotta see,
Shout real fine, and I heard she likes a "g",
Met her back there, and you know I fucked the hoe,
I fucked her so good, she gave me to score,
Now my are full, I got my gat,
I'm to the calliope where the fuckin' dope at,
Saw my levi, with a nitro wearin' levis,
We in a coke, smokin' blunts, gettin' high,
pulled up, and at once I started to stash,
I had to because I had the automatic,
I had to to my shop, so I could sell all my dope,
I'm at the end of my journey, the mac, melph, calio

Third (? ? ? ? +? ? ? ? ):

(? ? ? ? )

Alright, they got a lot of my fuckin' homies, best they bout that
Drama,
Shit, packin' them lugers and k's, ready to carry all my hits,
People are this, and people are sayin' that,
But I'm the nigga that's out the and best believe I bring my gat,
I got psycho, up, and you heard I'm bout to pluck,
Broad, to here and all in the studio they got pumped,
Don't try to trap me nigga 'cause you my heart is bigger,
I'm bound to pop 'em up, and you know we bring triggers,
Rock and roll 'em up and best believe we shit,
Say you hard but I just feel because that third we never quit,
Just bounce 'em back and 'em, saw 'em go down and now they pay,
Just bring back head 'cause you've made your major play,
Now why you causin' gangsta shit? if you know you bout no drama,
Your daddy a coward, bitch go bow to your fuckin' mama

(? ? ? ? )

Now I done came up, and a true soldier,
Kickin' it with this new in the wild magnolia,
to be a soldier, soon as I get straight,
I'm sowin' nickel bags out there, right by the black gate,
And it's the fire provider I get back to mac,
Dub sack after the dub sack, my is turnin' black,
Gettin' it my nigga, soon as night fall we all got,
to make,
So we it shake,
Movin' all night flights to keep everythang,
But I'm on the game in the funny style,
Start around, with a juvenile,
You see the bitch was to sink a nigga, g,
all my business in the muthafuckin' streets,
She said, "what do I got",
That be naggin' a lot,
And she failed to realize, is it's your own house,
And you have to tell a nigga what to do,
Gimme my shit, because you that I'm leavin' you,
I got another connection in the calliope,
bitches strung out here, I gotta sell my dope,
And they are and watch my back,
Because see me ballin',
But rather see a fallin',
And I got like that, from the snaps of the gat,
And if you touch'em I'm gone have to you down,
You clown,
should have told ya,
Never fuck around a uptown soldier

Fourth (yella):

Deep in the nineties and you know we gotta it raw,
Jump in the ride, and voodoo tense you we rep it so,
Say why you walkin' you too cute I you got a car,
She say I wish and you too now where you goin',
They call me yella and what's your name, she say call me twin,
She started to grin I said get in and started a spin,
Went to my before I knew it I was fuckin' this hoe,
The skin is loose I'm hearin' $lu at the door,
And it's that nigga who's whipped and kinda out of control,
I didn't my shit, I hit the floor I ran and drove this hoe,
He with his friend, shout throughout my "say twin",
I left my car, stretched out the back and now you slippin',
About a mile the rip of the calliope,
I say that now, 'em down,
"say up now yo!"
I kick it to him, he say "what I'm I got a mac",
As a matter of let's hit the mac now where the braids at?
I I need to help the girl,
He "what's up, what's happenin'? ",
I say "you strapped? ", he "fa sho, I'm always bout that action",
And he went because juvey yes just like myself,
bout lil' yo-yo cruise the scene because he's out the melph,
Back to the scene, open the ridge, yeah he a broad,
He leaves the scene it down reppin' for his ward,
We hit the light and bangin'killed the hoe,
for two mills,
One they killed, yo I it was a set-up

(unlv)

From the mac to the melph to the