Luyện nghe bài hát Mac Melph Calio

(yella):

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

(unlv):

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

verse (tec-9):

Now as I raise up, it is a I put my chrome k up,
Straight playa from uptown, where everything down,
From up in the skinny smokin' puff, you I'm bustin',
Twelve strong in the melphanine,
Nothin' but a growin' up around dopefiends,
I remember we all used to just play ball,
But as time when by, my ball they started to fall,
But I was by the g from that old school,
As I got older, the old seemed cool,
But back then you need to pack no grip,
If you ain't got no strap, then you just got ass whipped,
And it was with 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 real story 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 time to get blowed,
Creepin' round the mac peepin' out dog ho's,
Saw my slim, in a torry bumpin' ivan,
Got them tinted windows so hoes don't see who drivin',
With a uzi, tec-9, ak, I'm packin' down more,
Drivin' down low, tryin' to get to circle,
up my dope out the mac,
That's when I down to the fiend,
to get to the melphenine,
'cause in the melph there's a hoe I gotta see,
real fine, and plus I heard she likes a "g",
Met her creeped back there, and you I fucked the hoe,
I fucked her so good, she gave me to score,
Now my are full, I got my gat,
I'm headed to the calliope where the dope at,
Saw my nigga levi, with a wearin' levis,
We chillin' in a coke, smokin' blunts, high,
Five-oh pulled up, and at once I to stash,
I had to because I had the automatic,
I had to break to my shop, so I 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, to carry all my gangsta hits,
People are this, and people are sayin' that,
But I'm the nigga that's out the third and best believe I my gat,
I got psycho, up, and you heard 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 we bring them triggers,
and roll 'em up and best believe we pullin' shit,
Say you hard but I don't feel because that third we never quit,
Just bounce 'em and feel '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 you ain't bout no drama,
Your daddy probably a coward, bitch go bow to your fuckin'

(? ? ? ? )

Now I came up, and become a true soldier,
Kickin' it with new bitch in the wild magnolia,
to be a soldier, soon as I get straight,
I'm nickel bags from out there, right by the black gate,
And it's the fire provider I get back to mac,
Dub after the dub sack, my lungs is turnin' black,
Gettin' it my nigga, soon as night fall we all got,
to make,
So we it shake,
Movin' all night flights just to everythang,
But I'm short on the game in the style,
fuckin' around, with a juvenile,
You see the bitch was tryin' to 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 don't have to a nigga what to do,
Gimme my shit, because you that I'm leavin' you,
I got myself 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 like that, from the snaps of the gat,
And if you touch'em I'm have to buck you down,
You clown,
Momma should told ya,
Never fuck around with a soldier

Fourth (yella):

in the nineties and you know we gotta play it raw,
Jump in the ride, and tense you know 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',
call me yella and what's your name, she say they call me twin,
She started to grin I get in and started a sharp spin,
Went to my house before I it I was fuckin' this hoe,
The is loose I'm hearin' $lu somebody's at the door,
And it's that nigga who's pussy and kinda out of control,
I didn't have my shit, I hit the floor I ran and this hoe,
He with his friend, throughout my house "say twin",
I left my car, stretched out the back and now you slippin',
a mile from 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 ", he said "fa sho, I'm always bout that action",
And he went because he's juvey yes like myself,
Talkin' bout lil' yo-yo the scene because he's out the melph,
Back to the scene, the ridge, yeah he cost a broad,
He leaves the scene reppin' it 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