Luyện nghe bài hát Real One - Ice-T

The one
The one

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

Pussy punk perpetrators and playa
They fade us 'cause we two are the greatest
Back out to let 'em it, fake fucks 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
Straight off the key, hundred G

Who's puttin' it down on Miami's
Home of the pooch 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
Real one on the scene with the lean
The real one, What?
The one, huh, nigga, what?

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

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

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

But trippin', and that ain't 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

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

Nigga and screw the silencer on, rock you softly
How you gonna to me, kid, you grew up off me
TV, and records and tours
So many buses in Versace, I wear it no more

Called my in Miami, "Marquis, wussup?"
He said, "Playa, chop some game on this 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 gangsta
The one, huh? What?
The real one, huh, what?

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

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

Seein' that the and the South's connected
Formulatin', plottin' game to
Down with the Syndicate, bossin' new tennis
cold 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 packin', actin'
Got my at home C sackin', got my ones stackin'

Parlay, diamond link, cubin' cable
Baddest bitches in the stable, mo' on the table
I'm back in the game to show 'em how done
Ice-T and Marquis, you're fuckin' 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, nigga

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

Oh, fuckin' with 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