Luyện nghe bài hát Real One - Ice-T

The one
The one

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

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

A wrist of baggage for all the maggots
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 on Miami's behalf?
Home of the pooch and the raw half
Everywhere we go, the felt
The real is stamped on the bag the dope is dealt
(The one)

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

Gat in the back, top
Real one on the with the gangsta lean
The one, huh? 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
'Cause the streets'll you slippin', rock you steady

Watch your back with your homies that you feel is
Your homeboys from your crew, yeah, 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 lamp up my cirb and flip to rob a port
I sip my on the street, bump my beats
That's when I'm twistin' my dub, can't compete

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

Nigga trip and screw the silencer on, 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 wear it no

my nigga in Miami, "Marquis, wussup?"
He said, "Playa, chop some game on bubblin' cut"
I said, "Shoot me the or you can come too
Or if y'all wanna ball in Cali, I'll fly in 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 scene the gangsta lean
The one, huh? What?
The real one, huh, what?
(The one)

I'ma stay in the field, on a quest for the
And try to keep it real 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 connected
Formulatin', plottin' to perfection
Down the Syndicate, bossin' new tennis shit
Crimes defended, get caught, do the sin

There's politickin' in the 600, drunk and
That's how we 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, cubin'
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' with the one
(The one)

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

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

Oh, you're fuckin' 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