Luyện nghe bài hát The Real One

The one
The one

Only the realest can feel us, cap-peelers and
Hundred billers and real niggas
Bitches dime figures, telekinesis in my mind
Make my diamonds shine 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 presence of and kiss the karats

A full 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 on Miami's behalf?
Home of the nickel pooch and the raw
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 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 real one, huh, nigga,

It's '98, playa, check game
Make sure them young boys respect your
Keep your head at arms, reached, cocked and
'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 that got the playa hater venom
I take 'em outside and lay slugs up in 'em

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

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

Nigga trip and screw the on, rock you softly
How you step to me, kid, you grew up off me
TV, movies and and tours
So buses in Versace, I don't wear it no more

my nigga in Miami, "Marquis, wussup?"
He said, "Playa, chop game on this bubblin' cut"
I said, "Shoot me the or you can come too
Or if wanna ball in Cali, I'll fly in your whole Crew"

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

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

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

Seein' that the West and the South's
Formulatin', game to perfection
Down with the Syndicate, bossin' new tennis
cold defended, get caught, do the sin

There's politickin' in the 600, and blunted
That's how we front it but you wanna run up on it
Inside the club packin',
Got my bitch at 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 game to show 'em how it's
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 one, huh, nigga what?

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

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