Luyện nghe bài hát The Real One

The one
The one

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

Pussy punk and playa haters
They fade us 'cause we two are the greatest
out to let 'em have it, fake fucks and faggots
Bow in the presence 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, the raw dose
Straight off the key, hundred G

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

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

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

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

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

But that's trippin', and ain't my sport
I'd rather lamp up my cirb and flip to rob a
I sip my Vdozen on the street, my beats
That's when I'm twistin' my dub, can't compete

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 nice but your ain't Ice

Nigga and screw the silencer on, rock you softly
How you step to me, kid, you grew up off me
TV, movies and records and
So buses in Versace, I don't wear it no more

Called my in Miami, "Marquis, wussup?"
He said, "Playa, chop some on this 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
one on the scene with the gangsta lean
The real one, What?
The one, huh, nigga what?

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

I'ma stay in the field, on a quest for the
And try to it real till 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 and the South's connected
Formulatin', game to perfection
Down with the Syndicate, bossin' new 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, cubin'
Baddest bitches in the stable, mo' money on the
I'm back in the game to show 'em how it's
and Marquis, you're fuckin' with the real one
(The one)

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

Gat in the back, top
Real one on the scene with the lean
The real one, 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