Luyện nghe bài hát Real One - Ice-T

The one
The one

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

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

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

Who's puttin' it on Miami's behalf?
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
Real one on the with the gangsta lean
The one, huh? What?
The real one, huh, nigga,

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

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

Watch your back your homies that you feel is real
Your from your crew, yeah, they're the ones who do
Yeah, the that 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 cirb and flip to rob a
I sip my Vdozen on the street, bump my
That's when I'm twistin' my dub, can't nobody

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

Nigga trip and screw the silencer on, you softly
How you step 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 track or you can too
Or if y'all wanna ball in Cali, I'll fly in whole Crew"

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

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

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

Seein' that the and the South's 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, and blunted
That's how we front it but you wanna run up on it
the club packin', actin'
Got my at home C sackin', got my ones stackin'

Parlay, playin' diamond link, 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, fuckin' with the real one
(The one)

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