Luyện nghe bài hát Mac Melph Calio

(yella):

Now everybody's talkin' about they run it and 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,
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 from uptown, where everything goes down,
From up in the skinny smokin' puff, you I'm bustin',
years strong 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 partners they 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 got no strap, then you just got that ass whipped,
And it was cool the mac and the calliope,
They came and controlled nothin' but the dope,
This shit is real, I ain't gone at all bro,
The real about the mac, melph, and calio

Second (lil' ya):

Now I'm to the muthafuckin' mac,
Stop at the black so I could get a fat sack,
Roll up a swisher now time to get blowed,
Creepin' round the mac out them dog ho's,
Saw my nigga slim, in a 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,
Picked up my out the mac,
when I headed down to the fiend,
to get to the melphenine,
'cause in the there's a hoe that I gotta see,
Shout real fine, and plus I she likes a "g",
Met her creeped back there, and you I fucked 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 nitro 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 fuckin' homies, best believe bout that
Drama,
Shit, packin' them lugers and k's, ready to 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, and you heard I'm bout to pluck,
Broad, came to here and all in the studio got pumped,
Don't try to trap me nigga 'cause you know my 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 don't feel because that we never quit,
Just bounce 'em back and feel 'em, saw 'em go 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 ain't no drama,
Your daddy probably a coward, bitch go bow to your fuckin'

(? ? ? ? )

Now I came up, and become a true soldier,
Kickin' it this new bitch in the wild magnolia,
to be a soldier, soon as I get straight,
I'm sowin' nickel bags from out there, right by the 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,
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 business in the streets,
She said, "what do I got",
bitch be naggin' a lot,
And what she failed to realize, is your own house,
And you don't have to tell a what to do,
Gimme my shit, because you that I'm leavin' you,
I got another connection in the calliope,
These bitches strung out here, I sell my dope,
And are good and watch my back,
they see me ballin',
But rather see a fallin',
And I got raps like that, the snaps of the gat,
And if you touch'em I'm gone to buck you down,
You clown,
Momma should have ya,
Never fuck around with a soldier

Fourth (yella):

Deep in the nineties and you we gotta play it raw,
Jump in the ride, and voodoo 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',
They call me yella and 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 $lu somebody's 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 floor I ran and this hoe,
He his friend, shout throughout my house "say twin",
I left my car, stretched out the and now you caught slippin',
a mile from the rip of the calliope,
I say now, buck '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 he's juvey yes just myself,
Talkin' bout lil' yo-yo cruise the scene he's out the melph,
Back to the scene, open the ridge, he cost a broad,
He leaves the reppin' it down reppin' for his ward,
We hit the light and started the hoe,
for two mills,
One killed, yo I think it was a set-up

(unlv)

From the mac to the to the calio