(yella):
Now everybody's talkin' they run it and that war shit, But they never seen a 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 carry six guns, three eighties and k's, forty-fives, From the mac to the to the calio... shoot'cha in your head, makin' sure your dead
First (tec-9):
Now as I up, it is a must I put my chrome k up, Straight playa from uptown, everything goes down, From up in the skinny puff, you feel I'm bustin', years strong in the melphanine, Nothin' but a juvey up around dopefiends, I remember when we all used to play ball, But as when by, my ball partners they 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 need to no grip, If you ain't got no strap, then you just got ass whipped, And it was cool the mac and the calliope, They together and controlled nothin' but the dope, This shit is real, I gone bullshit at all bro, The real story about the mac, melph, and
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' round the mac out them dog ho's, Saw my nigga slim, in a torry ivan, Got them tinted windows so them don't see who drivin', a loaded 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 headed to the fiend, to get to the melphenine, 'cause in the there's a hoe that I gotta see, Shout fine, and plus I heard she likes a "g", Met her creeped back there, and you know I 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 nigga levi, with a wearin' levis, We in a coke, smokin' blunts, gettin' high, Five-oh pulled up, and at I started to stash, I had to because 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, from the mac, melph,
Third (? ? ? ? +? ? ? ? ):
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Alright, got a lot of my fuckin' homies, best believe they bout that Drama, Shit, packin' them and k's, ready to carry all my gangsta hits, are sayin' this, and people are sayin' that, But I'm the nigga that's out the third and believe I bring my gat, I got psycho, up, lead and you heard I'm to pluck, Broad, came to and all in the studio they got pumped, Don't try to me nigga 'cause 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 just feel because that third we never quit, Just 'em back and feel 'em, saw 'em go down and now they pay, Just 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 a coward, bitch go bow to your fuckin' mama
(? ? ? ? )
Now I done came up, and a true soldier, it with this new bitch in the wild magnolia, Soon to be a soldier, as I get straight, I'm nickel bags from out there, right by the black gate, And it's the provider til' I get back to mac, Dub sack 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 flights just to keep everythang, But I'm short on the game in the style, fuckin' around, with a juvenile, You see the bitch was to sink a nigga, g, Talkin' all my in the muthafuckin' 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 tell a nigga to do, Gimme my shit, because you know I'm leavin' you, I got myself connection in the calliope, bitches strung out here, I gotta sell my dope, And they are good and my back, they see me ballin', But see a nigga fallin', And I got raps like that, from the of the gat, And if you touch'em I'm gone to buck you down, You clown, should have told ya, Never fuck around with a uptown
Fourth (yella):
Deep in the nineties and you know we play it raw, in the ride, and voodoo tense you know we rep it so, Say why you you too cute 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 to grin I said get in and started a sharp spin, Went to my before I knew it I was fuckin' this hoe, The skin is I'm hearin' $lu somebody's at the door, And that nigga who's pussy whipped and kinda out of control, I have my shit, I hit the floor I ran and drove this hoe, He with his friend, throughout my house "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 it to him, he say "what I'm down I got a mac", As a of fact let's hit the mac now where the braids at? I said I to help the girl, He "what's up, what's happenin'? ", I say "you strapped? ", he said "fa sho, I'm bout that action", And he went he's juvey yes just like myself, Talkin' bout lil' yo-yo cruise the scene he's out the melph, to the scene, open the ridge, yeah he cost a broad, He leaves the reppin' 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)
the mac to the melph to the calio