Luyện nghe bài hát Real One - Ice-T

The one
The one

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

Pussy perpetrators and playa haters
They can't fade us 'cause we two are the
Back out to let 'em have it, fake fucks and
Bow down in the of players and kiss 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
Straight off the key, percent G

puttin' it down on Miami's behalf?
Home of the nickel pooch and the raw
we go, the impression's felt
The real is stamped on the bag when the dope is
(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 gangsta
The real one, huh?
The one, huh, nigga, what?

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

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

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

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

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

Called my in Miami, "Marquis, wussup?"
He said, "Playa, chop some game on bubblin' 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
Real one on the 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 real one, huh, what?
(The one)

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

Seein' the West and the South's connected
Formulatin', plottin' to perfection
Down with the Syndicate, bossin' new shit
cold defended, get caught, do the sin

There's politickin' in the 600, drunk and
That's how we front it but you don't run up on it
the club packin', actin'
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 done
Ice-T and Marquis, 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, nigga

Gat in the back, top
one on the scene 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 real one, one, real one