Luyện nghe bài hát The Real One

The one
The one

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

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 of players and kiss the karats

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

Who's 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 dope is
(The one)

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

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

It's '98, playa, check your
Make them young boys respect your name
Keep your 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 crew, yeah, they're the ones who do
Yeah, the that got the playa hater venom
I wanna 'em outside and lay slugs up in 'em

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

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

Nigga trip and screw the 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

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 in Cali, I'll fly in your whole Crew"

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

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

I'ma 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 and kick it, write my own ticket
Livin' lavish of trickin' and big dickin'

Seein' that the and the South's connected
Formulatin', plottin' game to
Down with the Syndicate, bossin' new tennis
Crimes defended, get caught, do the sin

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

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

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

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

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