Luyện nghe bài hát The Real One

The one
The one

Only the 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 perpetrators and playa haters
They fade us 'cause we two are the greatest
Back out to let 'em have it, fake fucks and
Bow down in the of players and kiss the karats

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

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

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 scene the gangsta lean
The real one, huh?
The one, huh, nigga, what?

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

your back with your homies that you feel is real
Your homeboys from your crew, yeah, 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 that my sport
I'd rather lamp up my cirb and to rob a port
I sip my on the street, bump my beats
That's when I'm twistin' my dub, can't nobody

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

Nigga trip and the silencer on, rock you softly
How you gonna step to me, kid, you up off me
TV, movies and and tours
So many buses in Versace, I wear it no more

my nigga 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, fly in your whole Crew"

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 with the gangsta lean
The one, huh? What?
The real one, huh, nigga
(The one)

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

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

There's in the 600, drunk and blunted
how we front it but you don't wanna run up on it
Inside the packin', actin'
Got my bitch at home C sackin', got my stackin'

Parlay, playin' diamond link, cable
Baddest bitches in the stable, mo' on the table
I'm in the game to show 'em how it's done
Ice-T and Marquis, you're with the real one
(The one)

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
one on the scene with the gangsta lean
The real one, What?
The real one, huh, what?

Oh, you're with the real one
Yes, you are, yes, you are, oh,
I'm the one, yeah, the real one
Said the real one, one, real one