Luyện nghe bài hát Mac Melph Calio

(yella):

Now everybody's talkin' about 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 and k's, glock forty-fives,
the mac to the melph to the calio...
I'ma shoot'cha in your head, makin' sure your

verse (tec-9):

Now as I up, it is a must I put my chrome k up,
Straight playa from uptown, everything goes down,
up in the skinny smokin' puff, you feel I'm bustin',
Twelve years in the melphanine,
Nothin' but a juvey up around dopefiends,
I remember when we all to just play ball,
But as time when by, my ball partners started to fall,
But I was taught by the g from old school,
As I got older, the old school cool,
But back then you didn't to pack no grip,
If you ain't got no strap, then you got that ass whipped,
And it was with the mac and the calliope,
They together and controlled nothin' but the dope,
This shit is real, I ain't bullshit at all bro,
The real story the mac, melph, and calio

Second (lil' ya):

Now I'm headed to the mac,
Stop at the gate so I could get a fat sack,
up a swisher now it's time to get blowed,
Creepin' round the mac out them dog ho's,
Saw my slim, in a torry bumpin' 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 real low, 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 a hoe that I gotta see,
real fine, and plus I heard she likes a "g",
Met her creeped there, and you know I fucked the hoe,
I fucked her so good, she me more to score,
Now my are full, I got my gat,
I'm headed to the calliope where the fuckin' at,
Saw my nigga levi, with a wearin' levis,
We in a coke, smokin' blunts, gettin' high,
Five-oh pulled up, and at once I to stash,
I had to because 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, they got a lot of my fuckin' homies, believe 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 out the third and best believe I bring my gat,
I got psycho, up, lead and you heard I'm to pluck,
Broad, to here and all in the studio they got pumped,
Don't try to trap me nigga 'cause you my heart is bigger,
I'm bound to pop 'em up, and you know we them triggers,
and roll 'em up and best believe we pullin' shit,
Say you hard but I just don't feel because that third we 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 probably a coward, bitch go bow to your 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' bags from out there, right by the black gate,
And the fire provider til' I get back to mac,
Dub sack after the dub sack, my lungs is 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 on the game 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,
Gimme my shit, because you know I'm leavin' you,
I got myself another in the calliope,
These strung out here, I gotta sell my dope,
And they are good and my back,
they 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 have ya,
Never around with a uptown soldier

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 call me and what's your name, she say they call me twin,
She started to I said get in and started a sharp spin,
Went to my house I knew it I was fuckin' this hoe,
The skin is loose I'm hearin' $lu 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 I ran and drove this hoe,
He with his friend, shout throughout my "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 kick it to him, he say "what I'm I got a mac",
As a matter of fact let's hit the mac now the braids at?
I said I to help the girl,
He said "what's up, happenin'? ",
I say "you strapped? ", he said "fa sho, I'm bout that action",
And he went because juvey yes just like myself,
Talkin' bout lil' yo-yo cruise the because he's out the melph,
to the scene, open 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 it was a set-up

(unlv)

From the mac to the melph to the