Luyện nghe bài hát Real One - Ice-T

The one
The one

Only the can feel us, cap-peelers and killers
Hundred dollar and real niggas
with dime figures, telekinesis in my mind
Make my shine then I blind, niggas

Pussy punk perpetrators and playa
They can't fade us 'cause we two are the
out to let 'em have it, fake fucks and faggots
Bow down in the presence of players and kiss the

A wrist full of for all the maggots
Back up and get embarrassed, bitch, get off my
Uncut, no lactose, hear the raw
Straight off the key, percent G

Who's puttin' it down on behalf?
Home of the nickel and the raw half
we go, the impression's felt
The is stamped on the bag when the dope is dealt
(The one)

Gat in the back, top
Real one on the scene the gangsta lean
The real one, What?
The one, huh, nigga, what?

Gat in the back, top
Real one on the scene with the lean
The real one, huh?
The real one, huh, nigga,

'98, playa, check your game
Make sure them young respect your name
Keep your head at arms, reached, and ready
'Cause the streets'll you slippin', rock you steady

Watch your back with homies that you feel is real
Your homeboys from your crew, yeah, the ones who do
Yeah, the suckas got the playa hater venom
I wanna take 'em and lay slugs up in 'em

But that's trippin', and ain't my sport
I'd rather lamp up my and flip to rob a port
I sip my Vdozen on the street, bump my
That's when I'm twistin' my dub, can't compete

this, hundred G Lex on your wrist
Imagine this, 10 karats on your fist
Imagine this, all dime hoes on list
Huh, that shit would be nice but your name Ice

Nigga trip and screw the silencer on, you softly
How you step to me, kid, you grew up off me
TV, movies and records and
So many in Versace, I don't wear it no more

my nigga in Miami, "Marquis, wussup?"
He said, "Playa, chop some game on bubblin' cut"
I said, "Shoot me the track or you can too
Or if y'all ball in Cali, I'll fly in your whole Crew"

Gat in the back, top
Real one on the scene with the lean
The real one, huh?
The real one, huh, what?

Gat in the back, top
Real one on the scene the gangsta lean
The one, huh? What?
The one, huh, nigga what?
(The one)

I'ma in the field, on a quest for the mil's
And try to keep it real I die or get killed
So I can sit back and kick it, my own ticket
Livin' lifestyle of trickin' and big dickin'

Seein' that the and the South's connected
Formulatin', plottin' to perfection
Down with the Syndicate, bossin' new shit
Crimes defended, get caught, do the sin

There's politickin' in the 600, and blunted
how we front it but you don't wanna run up on it
Inside the club packin',
Got my at home C sackin', got my ones stackin'

Parlay, playin' diamond link, cable
bitches in the stable, mo' money on the table
I'm back in the game to 'em how it's done
Ice-T and Marquis, you're fuckin' with the one
(The one)

Gat in the back, top
Real one on the scene with the gangsta
The real one, What?
The real one, huh, nigga

Gat in the back, top
Real one on the scene the gangsta lean
The real one, huh?
The one, huh, nigga what?

Oh, you're fuckin' the real one
Yes, you are, yes, you are, oh,
I'm the real one, yeah, the one
Said the real one, real one, one