Luyện nghe bài hát Real One - Ice-T

The one
The one

Only the realest can feel us, cap-peelers and
dollar 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 have it, fake and faggots
Bow in the presence of players 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
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 impression's
The real is stamped on the bag when the is dealt
(The one)

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

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

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

Watch your back with your that you feel is real
Your homeboys your crew, yeah, they're the ones who do
Yeah, the suckas that got the playa 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 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 nobody

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

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

my nigga in Miami, "Marquis, wussup?"
He said, "Playa, some game 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
Real one on the scene with the gangsta
The one, huh? What?
The one, huh, nigga what?

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

I'ma stay in the field, on a quest for the
And try to keep it real till I die or get
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
Down with the Syndicate, bossin' new tennis
cold 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 bitch at 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 show 'em how done
Ice-T and Marquis, you're with the real one
(The one)

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 scene the gangsta lean
The real one, What?
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
Said the real one, real one, one