Luyện nghe bài hát Mac Melph Calio

(yella):

Now everybody's talkin' about run it and that war shit,
But never seen a playa tellin' to y'all the real hit,
yourself, protect y'allself,
'cause take 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 and k's, glock forty-fives,
From the mac to the to the calio...
I'ma in your head, makin' sure your dead

First (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 smokin' puff, you feel I'm bustin',
Twelve years in the melphanine,
Nothin' but a juvey up around 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 from old school,
As I got older, the old seemed cool,
But then you didn't need to pack 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 came together and 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,
Stop at the gate so I could get a fat sack,
up a swisher now it's time to get blowed,
Creepin' the mac peepin' out them dog ho's,
Saw my nigga slim, in a torry ivan,
Got tinted windows so them 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,
Picked up my out the mac,
That's when I down 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 her so good, she gave me more to score,
Now my are full, I got my gat,
I'm to the calliope where the fuckin' dope at,
Saw my nigga levi, a nitro wearin' levis,
We chillin' in a coke, smokin' blunts, 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 could all my dope,
I'm at the end of my journey, from the mac, melph,

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

(? ? ? ? )

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

(? ? ? ? )

Now I done up, and become a true soldier,
Kickin' it with new bitch in the wild magnolia,
Soon to be a soldier, as I get straight,
I'm sowin' nickel bags out there, right by the black gate,
And it's the fire til' I get back to mac,
Dub after the dub sack, my lungs is turnin' black,
Gettin' it with my nigga, as night fall we all got,
to make,
So we it shake,
Movin' all night 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,
all my business in the muthafuckin' streets,
She said, "what do I got",
bitch be naggin' a lot,
And what she to realize, is it's your own house,
And you don't to tell a nigga what to do,
Gimme my shit, because you that I'm leavin' you,
I got myself another in the calliope,
bitches strung out here, I gotta sell my dope,
And they are and watch my back,
they see me ballin',
But rather see a fallin',
And I got raps like that, from the of the gat,
And if you I'm gone have to buck you down,
You clown,
Momma have told ya,
Never around with a uptown 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 you too cute I know you got a car,
She say I wish and you too cute now you goin',
They me yella and what's your name, she say they call me twin,
She started to grin I said get in and a sharp spin,
Went to my house before I it I was fuckin' this hoe,
The skin is loose I'm $lu somebody's at the door,
And it's 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, stretched out the back and now you slippin',
About a 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 matter of fact let's hit the mac now the braids at?
I said I need to the girl,
He said "what's up, happenin'? ",
I say "you strapped? ", he said "fa sho, I'm always bout action",
And he went he's juvey yes just like myself,
Talkin' bout lil' cruise 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 down for his ward,
We hit the and started bangin'killed the hoe,
for two mills,
One killed, yo I think it was a set-up

(unlv)

the mac to the melph to the calio