Luyện nghe bài hát Real One - Ice-T

The one
The one

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

Pussy punk and playa haters
They can't fade us we two are the greatest
Back out to let 'em have it, fake and faggots
Bow in the presence of players and kiss the karats

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

Who's puttin' it down on Miami's
Home of the nickel and the raw half
Everywhere we go, the felt
The real is stamped on the bag when the dope is
(The one)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nigga trip and the silencer on, rock you softly
How you gonna to me, kid, you grew 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, chop some on this bubblin' cut"
I said, "Shoot me the track or you can too
Or if wanna ball in Cali, I'll fly in your whole Crew"

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

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

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

There's politickin' in the 600, drunk and
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, fuckin' with the real one
(The one)

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

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

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