Luyện nghe bài hát Real One - Ice-T

The one
The one

Only the realest can us, cap-peelers and killers
Hundred billers and real niggas
Bitches dime figures, telekinesis in my mind
my diamonds shine then I blind, niggas

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

A wrist of baggage for all the maggots
Back up and get embarrassed, bitch, get off my
Uncut, no lactose, the raw dose
Straight off the key, hundred G

Who's puttin' it down on Miami's
Home of the nickel pooch and the raw
Everywhere we go, the impression's
The real is stamped on the bag the dope is dealt
(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 with the gangsta lean
The real one, huh?
The one, huh, nigga, what?

It's '98, playa, your game
Make sure young boys respect your name
Keep your at arms, reached, cocked and ready
'Cause the catch you slippin', rock you steady

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

But that's trippin', and that my sport
I'd lamp up my cirb and flip to rob a port
I sip my Vdozen on the street, my beats
when I'm twistin' my dub, can't nobody compete

Imagine this, hundred G Lex on your
Imagine this, 10 karats on your fist
Imagine this, all hoes on your list
Huh, that shit would be nice but your ain't Ice

Nigga and screw the silencer on, rock you softly
How you gonna step to me, kid, you up off me
TV, movies and and tours
So buses in Versace, I don't wear it no more

Called my in Miami, "Marquis, wussup?"
He said, "Playa, some game on this bubblin' cut"
I said, "Shoot me the or you can come 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 one, huh, nigga what?

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

I'ma stay in the field, on a for the mil's
And try to it real till I die or get killed
So I can sit and kick it, write my own ticket
lavish 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 in the 600, drunk 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, cubin'
Baddest bitches in the stable, mo' on the table
I'm back in the game to 'em how it's done
and Marquis, you're fuckin' with the real one
(The one)

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

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

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