Представляем точный текст композиции "The Real One" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста 2 Live Crew . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Real One» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую 2 Live Crew передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
2 Live Crew - "The Real One"
Lyrics to The Real One : Verse 1: Brother Marquis Only the realest can feel us, cap-peelers and killers Hundred-dollar billers and real niggas Bitches with dime figures, telekenesis in my mind Make my diamonds shine, then I blind niggas Pussy punk perpatrators and playa haters - They cant fade us cause we two of the greatest Back out to let em have it, fake fucks and faggots Bow down in the presence of players and kiss the karats A wrist full of (') for all the maggots Back up and get embarrassed, bitch, get off my carriage Uncut, no lactose, hear the raw dose Straight off the key, 100% G Whos puttin it down on Miamis behalf Home of the nickel (') and the raw half Everywhere we go, the impressions felt The real is stamped on the bag and the dope is dealt Chorus (2x): Gat in the back, sunroof top, Real one on the scene with the gangsta lean [The real one! Huh' Whut' The real one! Huh, nigga whut'] Verse 2: Ice-T Its 98, playa, check your game Make sure them young boys respect your name Keep your heed at arms, reached, cocked and ready Cause the streetsll catch you slippin and rock you steady Watch your back with your homies that you feel is real Your homeboys from your crew, yeah, theyre the ones who do Yeah, the suckas that got the playa hater venom, I wanna take em outside and lay slugs up in em But thats trippin, and that aint my sport Id rather lamp up my cirb and flip to rob a port I sip my v-dozen on the street, bump my beats When Im twistin my dub, cant nobody compete (Imagine this) Hundred-g Lex on your wrist (Imagine this) About 10 karats on your fist (Imagine this) All dime hoes on your list Huh, that shit would be nice, but your name aint Ice (Nigga trip) And screw the style and so on, rock you softly How you gonna step to me, kid, you grew up off me TV, movies and records and tours So many buses in Versace I dont wear it no more Called my nigga in Miami, "Marquis, wussup'" He said, "Playa, chop some game on this bubblin cut!" I said, "Shoot me the track, or you can come too, Or if yall wanna ball in Cali, Ill fly in your whole Crew." Chorus Verse 3: Brother Marquis Ima stay in the field, on a quest for the mils And try to keep it real till I die or get killed So I can sit back and kick it, write my own ticket And live this lavish lifestyle of trickin and big-dickin Seein that the West and the Souths connected Formulatin, plottin game to perfection Down with the Syndicate, bossin new tennis shit Crimes cold defended, get caught, do the sin Theres politickin in the 600, drunk and blunted Thats how we front it, but you dont wanna run up on it Inside the club packin, actin, Got my bitch at home c-sackin, got my ones stackin Parlay, playin diamond link, cubin cable Baddest bitches in the stable, mo money on the table Im back in the game to show em how its done Ice-T and Marquis, youre fuckin with the real one! Chorus [ The Real One Lyrics ]
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