Kunci Gitar Mac Melph Calio
U.n.l.v.
U.n.l.v.

N/A1 dilihat
Kunci: F major
Verse 1
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(Yella):
Now everybody's talkin' about
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they run it and that war shit,
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But they never seen a playa
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tellin' to y'all the real hit,
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Brace yourself, protect y'allself,
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'cause I'ma take a journey to that
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three and I'ma start in the Melph
Chorus (UNLV):
Verse 2
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From the Mac to the
Melph to the Calio....
I carry six guns,
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three eighties and K's, glockforty- fives,
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From the Mac to the Melph to the
Calio...
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I'ma shoot'cha in your
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head, makin' sure your dead
First Verse (Tec- 9):
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Now as I raise
Verse 3
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up,
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it is a must I put my chrome K up,
Straight playa from Uptown,
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where everything goes down,
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From up in the skinny smokin' puff,
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you feel I'm bustin',
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Twelve years strong in the Melphanine,
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Nothin' but a Juvey growin' up
around dopefiends,
I remember when we
all used to just play ball,
But as time when by,
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my ball partners they started to fall,
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But I was taught by the G
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from that old school,
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As I got older,
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the old school seemed cool,
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But back then you didn't
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need to pack no grip,
If you ain't got no strap,
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then you just got that ass whipped,
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And it was cool with the
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Mac and the Calliope,
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They came together and
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controlled nothin' but the dope,
This shit is real,
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I ain't gone bullshit at all bro,
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The real story about the Mac,
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Melph, and Calio
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Chorus
Verse 4
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Second Verse (Lil' Ya):
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Now I'm headed to the
muthafuckin' Mac,
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Stop at the Black Gate so I
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could get a fat sack,
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Roll up a Swisher now it's
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time to get blowed,
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Creepin' round the Mac
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peepin' out them dog ho's,
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Saw my nigga Slim,
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in a Torry bumpin' Ivan,
Got them tinted windows so them
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hoes don't see who drivin',
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With a loaded uzi, Tec- 9, ak,
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I'm packin' down more,
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Drivin' down real low,
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tryin' to get to circle,
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Picked up my dope out the Mac,
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That's when I headed
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down to the fiend,
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Tryin' to get to the Melphenine,
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'cause in the Melph there's
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a hoe that I gotta see,
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Shout real fine,
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and plus I heard she likes a "G",
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Met her creeped back there,
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and you know I fucked the hoe,
I fucked her so good,
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she gave me more to score,
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Now my pockets are full, I got my gat,
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I'm headed to the Calliope
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where the fuckin' dope at,
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Saw my nigga Levi,
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with a nitro wearin' Levis,
We chillin' in a coke,
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smokin' blunts, gettin' high,
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Five- oh pulled up,
and at once I started to stash,
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I had to break because
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I had the automatic,
I had to break to my shop,
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so I could sell all my dope,
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I'm at the end of my journey,
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from the Mac,
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Melph, Calio
Chorus
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Third
Verse 5
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Verse
(????+????):
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(????)
Verse 6
Alright, they got a lot of my fuckin' homies,
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best believe they bout that
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drama,
Shit, packin' them lugers and K's, ready
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to carry all my gangsta hits,
People are sayin' this,
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and people are sayin' that,
But I'm the nigga that's out the
third and best believe I bring my gat,
I got psycho, up,
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lead and you heard I'm bout to pluck,
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Broad, came to here and all in
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the studio they got pumped,
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Don't try to trap me nigga 'cause
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you know my heart is bigger,
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I'm bound to pop 'em up,
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and you know we bring them triggers,
Rock and roll 'em up and best
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believe we pullin' shit,
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Say you hard but I just don't feel
because that third we never quit,
Just bounce 'em back and feel 'em, saw
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'em go down and now they pay,
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Just bring back your head 'cause
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you've made your major play,
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Now why you causin' gangsta shit? If
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you know you ain't bout no drama,
Your Daddy probably a coward,
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bitch go bow to your fuckin' Mama
(????)
Verse 7
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Now I done came up,
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and become a true soldier,
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Kickin' it with this new bitch
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in the wild Magnolia,
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Soon to be a soldier, soon as I get straight,
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I'm sowin' nickel bags from out there,
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right by the Black Gate,
And it's the fire provider
til' I get back to Mac,
Dub sack after the dub sack,
my lungs is turnin' black,
Gettin' it with my nigga,
soon as night fall we all got,
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Money to make,
So we makin' it shake,
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Movin' all night flights just to keep everythang,
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But I'm short on the game in
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the funny style,
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Start fuckin' around,
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with a juvenile,
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You see the bitch was tryin'
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to sink a nigga, G,
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Talkin' all my business in the
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muthafuckin' streets,
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She said, "What more do I got",
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That bitch be naggin' a lot,
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And what she failed to realize,
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is it's your own house,
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And you don't have to tell
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a nigga what to do,
Gimme my shit,
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because you know that I'm leavin' you,
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I got myself another connection
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in the Calliope,
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These bitches strung out here,
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I gotta sell my dope,
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And they are good and watch my back,
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Because they see me ballin',
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But rather see a nigga fallin',
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And I got raps like that,
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from the snaps of the gat,
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And if you touch'em I'm gone
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have to buck you down,
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You stupid clown,
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Momma should have told ya,
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Never fuck around with a Up
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town soldier
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Verse 8
Chorus
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Fourth Verse
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(Yella):
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Deep in the nineties and you
Verse 9
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know we gotta play it raw,
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Jump in the ride,
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and voodoo tense you know we rep it so,
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Say why you walkin' you too cute
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I know you got a car,
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She say I wish and you too cute
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now where you goin',
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They call me Yella and what's your name,
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she say they call me Twin,
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She started to grin I said get in
and started a sharp spin,
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Went to my house before I knew
it I was fuckin' this hoe,
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The skin is loose I'm hearin'
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$lusomebody's at the door,
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And it's that nigga who's pussy
whipped and kinda out of control,
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I didn't have my shit,
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I hit the floor I ran and drove this hoe,
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He with his friend,
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shout throughout my house "SAY TWIN",
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I left my car, stretched out the back
and now you caught slippin',
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About a mile from the rip of the Calliope,
I say that now, buck 'em down,
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"Say up now yo!"
I kick it to him,
he say "What I'm down I got a Mac",
As a matter of fact let's hit the Mac
now where the braids at?
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I said I need to help the girl,
He said "What's up,
what's happenin'?",
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I say "You strapped?", He said "Fa sho,
I'm always bout that action",
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And he went because he's
juvey yes just like myself,
Talkin' bout lil' yo- yo cruise the scene
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because he's out the Melph,
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Back to the scene, open the ridge,
yeah he cost a broad,
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He leaves the scene reppin' it
down reppin' for his ward,
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We hit the light and started
bangin'killed the hoe,
Just for two mills,
One they killed,
yo I think it was a set- up
(UNLV)
Verse 10
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From the Mac to the Melph to the Calio

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