(yella):
Now everybody's about they run it and that war shit, But never seen a playa tellin' to y'all the real hit, Brace yourself, 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, From the mac to the to the calio... shoot'cha in your head, makin' sure your dead
First (tec-9):
Now as I up, it is a must I put my chrome k up, Straight playa from uptown, where goes down, From up in the skinny smokin' puff, you I'm bustin', years strong in the melphanine, Nothin' but a juvey growin' up dopefiends, I remember when we all used to play 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 back then you didn't 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 is real, I ain't gone bullshit at all bro, The story about the mac, melph, and calio
Second (lil' ya):
Now I'm headed to the mac, at the black gate so I could get a fat sack, Roll up a swisher now time to get blowed, round the mac peepin' out them dog ho's, Saw my nigga slim, in a torry ivan, Got them tinted windows so them don't see who drivin', With a loaded uzi, tec-9, ak, I'm packin' more, Drivin' real low, tryin' to get to circle, up my dope out the mac, That's when I headed 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 creeped there, and you know I fucked the hoe, I fucked her so good, she gave me to score, Now my are full, I got my gat, I'm headed to the calliope where the dope at, Saw my nigga levi, with a wearin' levis, We chillin' in a coke, smokin' blunts, high, Five-oh pulled up, and at once I to stash, I had to break I had the automatic, I had to break to my shop, so I sell all my dope, I'm at the end of my journey, from the mac, melph,
Third (? ? ? ? +? ? ? ? ):
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Alright, got a lot of my fuckin' homies, best 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 I bring my gat, I got psycho, up, lead and you heard I'm to pluck, Broad, came to here and all in the they got pumped, Don't try to trap me '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 but I just don't feel because that third we never quit, Just bounce 'em back and 'em, saw 'em go down and now they pay, Just back your head 'cause 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 fuckin' mama
(? ? ? ? )
Now I done came up, and become a soldier, Kickin' it with this new in the wild magnolia, Soon to be a soldier, as I get straight, I'm nickel bags from out there, right by the black gate, And it's the fire provider I get back to mac, Dub sack after the dub sack, my lungs is black, Gettin' it my nigga, soon as night fall we all got, to make, So we it shake, Movin' all night flights just to everythang, But I'm on the game in the funny style, Start around, with a juvenile, You see the bitch was to sink a nigga, g, Talkin' all my in the muthafuckin' streets, She said, "what do I got", That be naggin' 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 another in the calliope, These strung out here, I gotta sell my dope, And are good and watch my back, Because see me ballin', But see a nigga fallin', And I got raps that, from the snaps of the gat, And if you I'm gone have to buck you down, You clown, should have told ya, Never fuck with a uptown 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 walkin' you too 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 I knew it I was fuckin' this hoe, The skin is loose I'm $lu somebody's at the door, And it's that who's pussy whipped and kinda out of control, I didn't my shit, I hit the floor I ran and drove this hoe, He with his friend, throughout my house "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 it to him, he say "what I'm down 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 strapped? ", he "fa sho, I'm always bout that action", And he went because he's yes just like myself, Talkin' bout lil' yo-yo the scene because he's out the melph, Back to the scene, open the ridge, he cost a broad, He the scene reppin' it down reppin' for his ward, We hit the light and started the hoe, for two mills, One they killed, yo I think it was a
(unlv)
From the mac to the to the calio