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 with dime figures, in my mind
Make my shine then I blind, niggas

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

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

Who's puttin' it down on behalf?
Home of the pooch and the raw half
we go, the impression's felt
The real is stamped on the bag the dope is dealt
(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 with the gangsta
The real one, huh?
The one, huh, nigga, what?

It's '98, playa, check game
Make sure them young boys your name
Keep head at arms, reached, cocked and ready
the streets'll catch 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 suckas that got the playa hater
I wanna 'em outside and lay slugs up in 'em

But that's trippin', and 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
when I'm twistin' my dub, can't nobody compete

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

Nigga trip and screw the silencer on, rock you
How you step to me, kid, you grew up off me
TV, movies and records and
So many in Versace, I don't 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 y'all wanna ball in Cali, I'll fly in whole Crew"

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 scene with the lean
The one, huh? What?
The one, huh, nigga what?
(The one)

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

Seein' that the West and the South's
Formulatin', game to perfection
Down with the Syndicate, new tennis shit
cold defended, get caught, do the sin

There's in the 600, drunk and blunted
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'
bitches in the stable, mo' money on the table
I'm back in the game to show 'em how it's
Ice-T and Marquis, you're with the real one
(The one)

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

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