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

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

A wrist full of for all the maggots
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
we go, the impression's 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 one, huh? What?
The real one, huh, nigga,

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

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

Watch your back with your homies that you feel is
Your from your crew, yeah, they're the ones who do
Yeah, the suckas that got the hater venom
I wanna take 'em outside and lay 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 Vdozen on the street, my beats
That's when I'm twistin' my dub, nobody compete

this, hundred G Lex on your wrist
Imagine this, about 10 karats on fist
this, all dime hoes on your list
Huh, that shit would be nice but your name 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

Called my 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 y'all wanna ball in Cali, fly in your whole Crew"

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

Gat in the back, top
one on the scene with the gangsta 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 real I die or get killed
So I can sit back and kick it, my own ticket
lavish lifestyle of trickin' and big dickin'

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

There's politickin' in the 600, 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, cable
Baddest in the stable, mo' money on the table
I'm back in the to show 'em how it's 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, what?

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

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, one, real one