(yella):
Now everybody's about they run it and that war shit, But they never seen a playa to y'all the real hit, Brace yourself, y'allself, 'cause i'ma take a journey to three and i'ma start in the melph
(unlv):
From the mac to the to the calio.... I carry six guns, three and k's, glock forty-fives, From the mac to the to the calio... I'ma shoot'cha in your head, sure your dead
First (tec-9):
Now as I raise up, it is a must I put my k up, Straight playa from uptown, everything goes down, From up in the smokin' puff, you feel I'm bustin', Twelve years in the melphanine, Nothin' but a juvey up around dopefiends, I when we all used to just play ball, But as time when by, my ball partners they to fall, But I was by the g from that old school, As I got older, the old seemed cool, But back you didn't need to pack no grip, If you got no strap, then you just got that ass whipped, And it was with the mac and the calliope, They came and controlled nothin' but the dope, This shit is real, I ain't gone 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 now it's time 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 packin' more, Drivin' down real low, to get to circle, Picked up my out the mac, That's when I headed to the fiend, to get to the melphenine, 'cause in the melph there's a hoe that I see, Shout real fine, and plus I heard she a "g", Met her creeped back there, and you know I the hoe, I fucked her so good, she me more to score, Now my are full, I got my gat, I'm headed to the calliope the fuckin' dope at, Saw my levi, with a nitro wearin' levis, We in a coke, smokin' blunts, gettin' high, Five-oh pulled up, and at I started to stash, I had to break I had the automatic, I had to break to my shop, so I could all my dope, I'm at the end of my journey, the mac, melph, calio
Third (? ? ? ? +? ? ? ? ):
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Alright, got a lot of my fuckin' homies, best believe they bout that Drama, Shit, packin' them lugers and k's, ready to all my gangsta hits, People are sayin' this, and are sayin' that, But I'm the nigga that's out the and best believe I bring my gat, I got psycho, up, lead and you I'm bout to pluck, Broad, came to and all in the studio they got pumped, Don't try to trap me nigga you know my heart is bigger, I'm bound to pop 'em up, and you know we them triggers, Rock and roll 'em up and believe we pullin' shit, Say you hard but I just don't feel because that we never quit, Just bounce 'em back and feel 'em, saw 'em go down and now pay, bring back your head 'cause you've made your major play, Now why you causin' gangsta shit? if you know you bout no drama, Your daddy probably a coward, bitch go bow to your fuckin'
(? ? ? ? )
Now I done up, and become a true soldier, Kickin' it with this new bitch in the magnolia, to be a soldier, soon as I get straight, I'm sowin' nickel bags from out there, by the black gate, And it's the fire provider til' I get to mac, Dub sack after the dub sack, my lungs is black, Gettin' it with my nigga, soon as fall we all got, to make, So we it shake, Movin' all night just to keep everythang, But I'm short on the game in the style, Start fuckin' around, a juvenile, You see the bitch was to sink a nigga, g, Talkin' all my business in the streets, She said, "what do I got", That bitch be 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 know I'm leavin' you, I got another connection in the calliope, These bitches strung out here, I gotta my dope, And they are good and my back, Because see me ballin', But rather see a fallin', And I got raps that, from the snaps of the gat, And if you touch'em I'm have to buck you down, You clown, Momma should have ya, Never fuck around with a soldier
Fourth (yella):
Deep in the and you know we gotta play it raw, Jump in the ride, and voodoo tense you we rep it so, Say why you walkin' you too I know you got a car, She say I wish and you too now where you goin', They call me yella and what's name, she say they call me twin, She started to I said get in and started a sharp spin, Went to my house before I knew it I was this hoe, The is loose I'm hearin' $lu somebody's at the door, And that nigga who's pussy whipped and kinda out of control, I didn't have my shit, I hit the I ran and drove this hoe, He with his friend, throughout my house "say twin", I left my car, stretched out the and now you caught slippin', a mile from the rip of the calliope, I say now, buck 'em down, "say up now yo!" I it to him, he say "what I'm down I got a mac", As a matter of fact let's hit the mac now where the at? I I need to help the girl, He said "what's up, what's ", I say "you ", he said "fa sho, I'm always bout that action", And he went because he's juvey yes just myself, Talkin' bout lil' yo-yo cruise the because he's out the melph, Back to the scene, the ridge, yeah he cost a broad, He the scene reppin' it down reppin' for his ward, We hit the light and started the hoe, for two mills, One they killed, yo I think it was a
(unlv)
the mac to the melph to the calio