Luyện nghe bài hát The Real One

The one
The one

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

Pussy punk and playa haters
can't fade us 'cause 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 full of baggage for all the
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 pooch and the raw half
Everywhere we go, the impression's
The real is stamped on the bag when the is dealt
(The one)

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

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

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

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

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

Nigga trip and the silencer on, rock you softly
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 game on this cut"
I said, "Shoot me the track or you can too
Or if wanna ball in Cali, I'll fly in your whole Crew"

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

I'ma stay in the field, on a quest for the
And try to keep it real till I die or get
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', plottin' to perfection
Down the Syndicate, bossin' new tennis shit
cold defended, get caught, do the sin

There's politickin' in the 600, drunk and
That's how we front it but you wanna run up on it
Inside the club packin',
Got my bitch at home C sackin', got my ones

Parlay, playin' diamond link, cubin'
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, you're fuckin' with the one
(The one)

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

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 one, real one, real one