Luyện nghe bài hát The Real One

The one
The one

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nigga trip and screw the silencer on, rock you
How you gonna to me, kid, you grew up off me
TV, and records and tours
So many buses in Versace, I don't 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 ball in Cali, I'll fly in your whole Crew"

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

stay 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 of trickin' and big dickin'

Seein' that the West and the South's
Formulatin', plottin' to perfection
Down with the Syndicate, bossin' new tennis
Crimes 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 packin', actin'
Got my bitch at home C sackin', got my ones

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

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

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

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