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 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 eighties and k's, forty-fives,
the mac to the melph to the calio...
I'ma shoot'cha in your head, makin' your dead

verse (tec-9):

Now as I raise up, it is a must I put my k up,
Straight playa uptown, where everything goes down,
From up in the smokin' puff, you feel I'm bustin',
Twelve strong in the melphanine,
Nothin' but a juvey growin' up dopefiends,
I remember when we all used to play ball,
But as time by, my ball partners they started to fall,
But I was taught by the g 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 story about the mac, melph, and calio

Second (lil' ya):

Now I'm to the muthafuckin' mac,
Stop at the black gate so I get a fat sack,
Roll up a swisher now it's to get blowed,
round the mac peepin' out them dog ho's,
Saw my nigga slim, in a torry ivan,
Got them windows so them hoes don't see who drivin',
With a uzi, tec-9, ak, I'm packin' down more,
Drivin' 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 there's a hoe that I see,
real fine, and plus I heard she likes a "g",
Met her creeped back there, and you know I 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, 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 because 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, believe they bout that
Drama,
Shit, packin' them and k's, ready to carry all my gangsta hits,
People are this, and people are sayin' that,
But I'm the nigga that's out the third and best believe I 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 you know my heart is bigger,
I'm bound to pop 'em up, and you know we them triggers,
Rock and roll 'em up and best 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 bring back your head you've made your major play,
Now why you causin' shit? if you know you ain't bout no drama,
Your daddy probably a coward, bitch go bow to your fuckin'

(? ? ? ? )

Now I done up, and become a true soldier,
Kickin' it this new bitch in the wild magnolia,
Soon to be a soldier, as I get straight,
I'm sowin' nickel bags from out there, by the black gate,
And it's the fire til' I get back to mac,
Dub sack after the dub sack, my lungs is black,
Gettin' it with my nigga, as night fall we all got,
to make,
So we it shake,
Movin' all night flights just to everythang,
But I'm short on the in the funny style,
fuckin' around, with a juvenile,
You see the was tryin' to sink a nigga, g,
Talkin' all my business in the streets,
She said, "what do I got",
That bitch be a lot,
And what she failed to realize, is your 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 connection in the calliope,
These bitches strung out here, I gotta 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 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 yella and your name, she say they call me twin,
She started to grin I get in and started a sharp 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 pussy whipped 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 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 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 said I need to the girl,
He said "what's up, happenin'? ",
I say "you ", he said "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 he's out the melph,
to the scene, open the ridge, yeah he cost a broad,
He leaves the scene reppin' it down for his ward,
We hit the light and bangin'killed the hoe,
for two mills,
One killed, yo I think it was a set-up

(unlv)

From the mac to the to the calio