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Some information about The Real One Lyrics Title: 2 Live Crew - The Real One lyrics Artist: 2 Live Crew Album: The Real One Visitors: 7 visitors have visited The Real One Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Verse 1: Brother Marquis Only the realest can feel uscap-peelers and killers Hundred-dollar billers and real niggas Bitches with dime figurestelekenesis in my mind Make my diamonds shinethen I blind niggas Pussy punk perpatrators and playa haters - They can t fade us cause we two of the greatest Back out to let em have itfake 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 embarrassedbitchget off my carriage Uncutno lactosehear the raw dose Straight off the key100% G Who s puttin it down on Miami s behalf Home of the nickel (?) and the raw half Everywhere we gothe impression s felt The real is stamped on the bag and the dope is dealt Chorus (2x): Gat in the backsunroof top Real one on the scene with the gangsta lean [The real one! Huh? Whut? The real one! Huhnigga whut?] Verse 2: Ice-T It s 98playacheck your game Make sure them young boys respect your name Keep your heed at armsreachedcocked and ready Cause the streets ll catch you slippin and rock you steady Watch your back with your homies that you feel is real Your homeboys from your crewyeahthey re the ones who do Yeahthe suckas that got the playa hater venom I wanna take em outside and lay slugs up in em But that s trippin and that ain t my sport I d rather lamp up my cirb and flip to rob a port I sip my v-dozen on the streetbump my beats When I m twistin my dubcan t 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 Huhthat shit would be nicebut your name ain t Ice (Nigga trip) And screw the style and so onrock you softly How you gonna step to mekidyou grew up off me TVmovies and records and tours So many buses in Versace I don t wear it no more Called my nigga in Miami"Marquiswussup?" He said"Playachop some game on this bubblin cut!" I said"Shoot me the trackor you can come too Or if y all wanna ball in CaliI ll fly in your whole Crew." Chorus Verse 3: Brother Marquis I ma stay in the fieldon a quest for the mil s And try to keep it real till I die or get killed So I can sit back and kick itwrite my own ticket And live this lavish lifestyle of trickin and big-dickin Seein that the West and the South s connected Formulatin plottin game to perfection Down with the Syndicatebossin new tennis shit Crimes cold defendedget caughtdo the sin There s politickin in the 600drunk and blunted That s how we front itbut you don t wanna run up on it Inside the club packin actin Got my bitch at home c-sackin got my ones stackin Parlayplayin diamond linkcubin cable Baddest bitches in the stablemo money on the table I m back in the game to show em how it s done Ice-T and Marquisyou re fuckin with the real one! Chorus Hottest songs from 2 Live Crew : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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