Luyện nghe bài hát The Real One

The one
The one

Only the can feel us, cap-peelers and killers
Hundred dollar billers and niggas
Bitches with 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 in the presence of players and kiss the karats

A wrist full of baggage for all the
Back up and get embarrassed, bitch, get off my
Uncut, no lactose, the raw dose
off the key, hundred percent G

Who's puttin' it down on Miami's
of the nickel pooch and the raw half
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 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 one, huh, nigga, what?

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

Watch your back with your 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 'em outside and lay slugs up in 'em

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

this, hundred G Lex on your wrist
Imagine this, 10 karats on your fist
this, all dime hoes on your list
Huh, that shit would be nice but 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, movies and records and
So buses in Versace, I don't wear it no more

my nigga in Miami, "Marquis, wussup?"
He said, "Playa, chop some game on 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 the gangsta lean
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, huh?
The real one, huh, nigga
(The one)

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

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

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

Parlay, diamond link, cubin' 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 with the 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?

Oh, fuckin' 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