Luyện nghe bài hát Mac Melph Calio

(yella):

Now everybody's about they run it and that war shit,
But they never a playa tellin' to y'all the real hit,
yourself, protect y'allself,
'cause i'ma take a journey to that 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,
the mac to the melph to the calio...
I'ma shoot'cha in your head, sure your dead

First (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 smokin' puff, you feel I'm bustin',
years strong in the melphanine,
Nothin' but a juvey growin' up dopefiends,
I remember when we all used to just ball,
But as time when by, my ball they started to fall,
But I was taught by the g that old school,
As I got older, the old school cool,
But back then you need to pack no grip,
If you ain't got no strap, you just got that ass whipped,
And it was cool the mac and the calliope,
came together 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 headed to the 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 nigga slim, in a bumpin' ivan,
Got them tinted windows so them hoes see who drivin',
With a uzi, tec-9, ak, I'm packin' down more,
down real low, tryin' to get to circle,
Picked up my out the mac,
when I headed down to the fiend,
to get to the melphenine,
'cause in the melph a hoe that I gotta see,
Shout real fine, and plus I she likes a "g",
Met her creeped 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 headed to the calliope the fuckin' dope at,
Saw my nigga levi, with a wearin' levis,
We chillin' in a coke, blunts, gettin' high,
pulled up, and at once I started to stash,
I had to break 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, from the mac, melph,

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

(? ? ? ? )

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 third and believe I bring my gat,
I got psycho, up, and you heard I'm bout to pluck,
Broad, came to here and all in the studio 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,
Rock and roll 'em up and best believe we 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 your head 'cause you've made your play,
Now why you causin' gangsta shit? if you you ain't bout no drama,
Your probably a coward, bitch go bow to your fuckin' mama

(? ? ? ? )

Now I done up, and become a true soldier,
Kickin' it with this new in the wild magnolia,
Soon to be a soldier, as I get straight,
I'm sowin' bags from out there, right by the black gate,
And it's the fire provider til' I get to mac,
Dub after the dub sack, my lungs is turnin' black,
Gettin' it with my nigga, soon as night we all got,
to make,
So we it shake,
all night flights just to keep everythang,
But I'm short on the in the funny style,
Start fuckin' around, a juvenile,
You see the was tryin' to sink a nigga, g,
Talkin' all my 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 don't have to a nigga what to do,
my shit, because you know that I'm leavin' you,
I got myself connection in the calliope,
These strung out here, I gotta sell my dope,
And they are and watch my back,
Because see me ballin',
But see a nigga 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 have told ya,
Never fuck with a uptown soldier

Fourth (yella):

Deep in the nineties and you know we play it raw,
Jump in the ride, and voodoo tense you we rep it so,
Say why you you too cute I know you got a car,
She say I and you too cute now where you goin',
They call me yella and what's your name, she say call me twin,
She to grin I said get in and started a sharp spin,
Went to my house before I it I was fuckin' this hoe,
The skin is loose I'm hearin' $lu at the door,
And that nigga who's pussy whipped and kinda out of control,
I didn't have my shit, I hit the floor I ran and drove hoe,
He his friend, shout throughout my house "say twin",
I left my car, out the back and now you caught slippin',
a mile from 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 said "what's up, what's ",
I say "you strapped? ", he "fa sho, I'm always bout that action",
And he went because he's juvey yes like myself,
Talkin' bout lil' yo-yo cruise the scene because 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 to the calio