Luyện nghe bài hát Mac Melph Calio

(yella):

Now talkin' about they run it and that war shit,
But never seen a playa tellin' to y'all the real hit,
yourself, protect 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 I put my chrome k up,
Straight playa from uptown, where everything down,
From up in the smokin' puff, you feel I'm bustin',
Twelve years in the melphanine,
Nothin' but a juvey growin' up dopefiends,
I remember when we all to just play ball,
But as time by, my ball partners they started to fall,
But I was by the g from that 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 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 about the mac, melph, and

Second (lil' ya):

Now I'm to the muthafuckin' mac,
Stop at the black gate so I 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 them tinted windows so them don't see who drivin',
With a loaded uzi, tec-9, ak, I'm packin' 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 back there, and you know I fucked the hoe,
I her so good, she gave me more to score,
Now my are full, I got my gat,
I'm headed to the calliope where the 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 to my shop, so I could sell all my dope,
I'm at the end of my journey, the mac, melph, calio

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

(? ? ? ? )

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

(? ? ? ? )

Now I done came up, and 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 from out there, right by the black gate,
And it's the provider til' I get back to mac,
Dub after the dub sack, my lungs is turnin' black,
it with my nigga, soon as night fall we all got,
to make,
So we it shake,
all night flights just to keep everythang,
But I'm short on the game in the style,
Start around, with a juvenile,
You see the bitch was tryin' to a nigga, g,
Talkin' all my in the muthafuckin' streets,
She said, "what do I got",
That bitch be a lot,
And what she failed to realize, is it's own house,
And you have to tell a nigga what to do,
my shit, because you know that I'm leavin' you,
I got myself another in the calliope,
These bitches strung out here, I gotta my dope,
And they are good and my back,
they 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,
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 walkin' you too I know you got a car,
She say I and you too cute now where 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 started a spin,
Went to my house before I knew it I was fuckin' hoe,
The skin is I'm hearin' $lu somebody's at the door,
And it's that nigga who's pussy whipped and out of control,
I didn't my shit, I hit the floor I ran and drove this hoe,
He with his friend, shout throughout my "say twin",
I my car, stretched out the back and now you caught slippin',
About a 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 strapped? ", he said "fa sho, I'm bout that action",
And he because he's juvey yes just like myself,
Talkin' bout yo-yo cruise the scene because he's out the melph,
Back to the scene, open the ridge, yeah he a broad,
He leaves the scene reppin' it reppin' for his ward,
We hit the light and bangin'killed the hoe,
for two mills,
One they killed, yo I think it was a

(unlv)

From the mac to the to the calio