(yella):

Now everybodyÂ’s talkinÂ’ about they run it and that war shit,
But they never seen a playa tellinÂ’ to yÂ’all the real hit,
Brace yourself, protect yÂ’allself,
Cuz iÂ’ma take a journey to that three and iÂ’ma start in the melph

Chorus (unlv):

From the mac to the melph to the calio....
I carry six guns, three eighties and kÂ’s, glock forty-fives,
From the mac to the melph to the calio...
IÂ’ma shootÂ’cha in your head, makinÂ’ sure your dead

First verse (tec-9):

Now as I raise up, it is a must I put my chrome k up,
Straight playa from uptown, where everything goes down,
From up in the skinny smokinÂ’ puff, you feel IÂ’m bustinÂ’,
Twelve years strong in the melphanine,
NothinÂ’ but a juvey growinÂ’ up around dopefiends,
I remember when we all used to just play ball,
But as time when by, my ball partners they started to fall,
But I was taught by the g from that old school,
As I got older, the old school seemed cool,
But back then you didnÂ’t need to pack no grip,
If you ainÂ’t got no strap, then you just got that ass whipped,
And it was cool with the mac and the calliope,
They came together and controlled nothinÂ’ but the dope,
This shit is real, I ainÂ’t gone bullshit at all bro,
The real story about the mac, melph, and calio

Chorus

Second verse (lilÂ’ ya):

Now IÂ’m headed to the muthafuckinÂ’ mac,
Stop at the black gate so I could get a fat sack,
Roll up a swisher now itÂ’s time to get blowed,
CreepinÂ’ round the mac peepinÂ’ out them dog hoÂ’s,
Saw my nigga slim, in a torry bumpinÂ’ ivan,
Got them tinted windows so them hoes donÂ’t see who drivinÂ’,
With a loaded uzi, tec-9, ak, IÂ’m packinÂ’ down more,
DrivinÂ’ down real low, tryinÂ’ to get to circle,
Picked up my dope out the mac,
ThatÂ’s when I headed down to the fiend,
TryinÂ’ to get to the melphenine,
Cuz in the melph thereÂ’s a hoe that I gotta see,
Shout real fine, and plus I heard she likes a g,
Met her creeped back there, and you know I fucked the hoe,
I fucked her so good, she gave me more to score,
Now my pockets are full, I got my gat,
IÂ’m headed to the calliope where the fuckinÂ’ dope at,
Saw my nigga levi, with a nitro wearinÂ’ levis,
We chillinÂ’ in a coke, smokinÂ’ blunts, gettinÂ’ high,
Five-oh pulled up, and at once I started to stash,
I had to break because I had the automatic,
I had to break to my shop, so I could sell all my dope,
IÂ’m at the end of my journey, from the mac, melph, calio

Chorus

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

(? ? ? ? )

Alright, they got a lot of my fuckinÂ’ homies, best believe they bout that
Drama,
Shit, packinÂ’ them lugers and kÂ’s, ready to carry all my gangsta hits,
People are sayinÂ’ this, and people are sayinÂ’ that,
But IÂ’m the nigga thatÂ’s out the third and best believe I bring my gat,
I got psycho, up, lead and you heard IÂ’m bout to pluck,
Broad, came to here and all in the studio they got pumped,
DonÂ’t try to trap me nigga cuz you know my heart is bigger,
IÂ’m bound to pop Â’em up, and you know we bring them triggers,
Rock and roll Â’em up and best believe we pullinÂ’ shit,
Say you hard but I just donÂ’t feel because that third we never quit,
Just bounce Â’em back and feel Â’em, saw Â’em go down and now they pay,
Just bring back your head cuz youÂ’ve made your major play,
Now why you causinÂ’ gangsta shit? if you know you ainÂ’t bout no drama,
Your daddy probably a coward, bitch go bow to your fuckinÂ’ mama

(? ? ? ? )

Now I done came up, and become a true soldier,
KickinÂ’ it with this new bitch in the wild magnolia,
Soon to be a soldier, soon as I get straight,
IÂ’m sowinÂ’ nickel bags from out there, right by the black gate,
And itÂ’s the fire provider tilÂ’ I get back to mac,
Dub sack after the dub sack, my lungs is turninÂ’ black,
GettinÂ’ it with my nigga, soon as night fall we all got,
Money to make,
So we makinÂ’ it shake,
MovinÂ’ all night flights just to keep everythang,
But IÂ’m short on the game in the funny style,
Start fuckinÂ’ around, with a juvenile,
You see the bitch was tryinÂ’ to sink a nigga, g,
TalkinÂ’ all my business in the muthafuckinÂ’ streets,
She said, what more do I got,
That bitch be nagginÂ’ a lot,
And what she failed to realize, is itÂ’s your own house,
And you donÂ’t have to tell a nigga what to do,
Gimme my shit, because you know that IÂ’m leavinÂ’ you,
I got myself another connection in the calliope,
These bitches strung out here, I gotta sell my dope,
And they are good and watch my back,
Because they see me ballinÂ’,
But rather see a nigga fallinÂ’,
And I got raps like that, from the snaps of the gat,
And if you touchÂ’em IÂ’m gone have to buck you down,
You stupid clown,
Momma should have told ya,
Never fuck around with a uptown soldier

Chorus

Fourth verse (yella):

Deep in the nineties and you know we gotta play it raw,
Jump in the ride, and voodoo tense you know we rep it so,
Say why you walkinÂ’ you too cute I know you got a car,
She say I wish and you too cute now where you goinÂ’,
They call me yella and whatÂ’s your name, she say they call me twin,
She started to grin I said get in and started a sharp spin,
Went to my house before I knew it I was fuckinÂ’ this hoe,
The skin is loose IÂ’m hearinÂ’ $lu somebodyÂ’s at the door,
And itÂ’s that nigga whoÂ’s pussy whipped and kinda out of control,
I didnÂ’t have my shit, I hit the floor I ran and drove this hoe,
He with his friend, shout throughout my house say twin,
I left my car, stretched out the back and now you caught slippinÂ’,
About a mile from the rip of the calliope,
I say that now, buck Â’em down,
Say up now yo!
I kick it to him, he say what IÂ’m down I got a mac,
As a matter of fact letÂ’s hit the mac now where the braids at?
I said I need to help the girl,
He said whatÂ’s up, whatÂ’s happeninÂ’? ,
I say you strapped? , he said fa sho, IÂ’m always bout that action,
And he went because heÂ’s juvey yes just like myself,
TalkinÂ’ bout lilÂ’ yo-yo cruise the scene because heÂ’s out the melph,
Back to the scene, open the ridge, yeah he cost a broad,
He leaves the scene reppinÂ’ it down reppinÂ’ for his ward,
We hit the light and started banginÂ’killed the hoe,
Just for two mills,
One they killed, yo I think it was a set-up

(unlv)

From the mac to the melph to the calio