The Real One

The real one
The real one

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

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

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

Who's puttin' it down on Miami's behalf?
Home of the nickel pooch and the raw half
Everywhere we go, the impression's felt
The real is stamped on the bag when the dope is dealt
(The real one)

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

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

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

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

But that's trippin', and that ain't my sport
I'd rather lamp up my cirb and flip to rob a port
I sip my Vdozen on the street, bump my beats
That's when I'm twistin' my dub, can't nobody compete

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

Nigga trip and screw the
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