Luyện nghe bài hát Real One - Ice-T

The one
The one

Only the realest can feel us, and killers
Hundred dollar billers and niggas
with dime figures, telekinesis in my mind
Make my diamonds shine then I blind,

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

A wrist full of baggage for all the
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 behalf?
of the nickel pooch and the raw half
Everywhere we go, the 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, huh?
The real one, huh, nigga,

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

It's '98, playa, check your
sure them young boys respect your name
Keep your at arms, reached, cocked and ready
'Cause the streets'll catch you slippin', rock you

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

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

Imagine this, hundred G Lex on wrist
Imagine this, about 10 on your fist
Imagine this, all dime hoes on list
Huh, that would be nice but your name ain't Ice

Nigga trip and screw the silencer on, you softly
How you gonna step to me, kid, you up off me
TV, movies and and tours
So many buses in Versace, I don't 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 wanna 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 with the gangsta lean
The real one, What?
The real one, huh, nigga
(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 back and kick it, write my own
Livin' lavish lifestyle of trickin' and big

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

politickin' in the 600, drunk and blunted
That's how we front it but you wanna run up on it
Inside the club packin',
Got my bitch at C sackin', got my ones stackin'

Parlay, playin' link, cubin' cable
Baddest bitches in the stable, mo' money on the
I'm back in the game to show 'em how it's
Ice-T and Marquis, fuckin' with the real one
(The one)

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 gangsta
The real one, huh?
The one, huh, nigga what?

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