Luyện nghe bài hát The Real One

The one
The one

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

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

A wrist full of baggage for all the
up and get embarrassed, bitch, get off my carriage
Uncut, no lactose, hear the raw
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 is stamped 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, 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?

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

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

But trippin', and that ain't my sport
I'd rather up my cirb 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

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

Nigga trip and screw the silencer on, you softly
How you gonna step to me, kid, you up off me
TV, and records and tours
So many buses in Versace, I don't wear it no

Called my in Miami, "Marquis, wussup?"
He said, "Playa, chop some game on this cut"
I said, "Shoot me the track or you can too
Or if y'all wanna ball in Cali, I'll fly in your Crew"

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

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

stay 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 back and kick it, write my own
Livin' lavish lifestyle of and big dickin'

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

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

Parlay, playin' diamond link, cable
Baddest bitches in the stable, mo' money on the
I'm back in the to show 'em how it's done
and Marquis, you're fuckin' with the real one
(The one)

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

Gat in the back, top
one on the scene with the gangsta lean
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 one, yeah, the real one
the real one, real one, real one