Luyện nghe bài hát I Paid My Dues

Testing one, two, three,
4-tay, Rag Top records, nineteen-ninety-six
West up, do this

Yeah 4, you done finally got parole call
Yeah man, was long coming trying get that, man
I understand 4, but a lot of people don't know
What done been through bro'

Man, a brother been in this rap game for ten years, man
I've been from and back, you know Frank
But gon' have to do
Is lay it down and it up like a shoestring
Okay, this here

Allow me to take you back down lane
When a was so young in this rap game
Yeah, if you had a you best to knock a sucker out
Because wouldn't about to let you in the house

Yeah, we had to throw em' in the
Didn't have glock, never seen a gauge
Wasn't no banging n' gang affiliated
Brother had to go to in the days to get a rep

Always wanted to a gang of these raps
And be the player to put Frisco on the map
So add this to the of them hits that be knocking for the new year
vet in this rapping industry, you wet behind the ear

Shit, I even caught the San Quinton
Used to rock that motherfucker every night, I paid my

I talked the talk, but now I'm walking the
What up, fool, huh yeah, yeah, what,

I'm the west but I don't ride the saddle
Used to do a lot of
But you money are make your rattle
Ever since the system, boys clubbing house parties

Rap at Booker T'S, man it was everybody
Snatching it taking it swoop on stuff all the way
Once me and O' hit the jets, man we was
Up the stairs to the vacant house, we're we practice at

We have a studio so man we had to work with that
No reel to reels, no mic, just the
Paper and oen and I was in, the of the ghetto
Trying to pursue my dream, trying to things right

I posted up at people's shows begging to get the mic
I was kicking down doors, up, like the 49 years
All I wanted to do was bust a rap before the
They pushed me to the left, I said alright, that's
Now you call my booking agent, everyday, I paid my

I talked the talk, but now I'm walking the
up, fool, huh yeah, yeah, what, what

The difference is talking about the game you see I'm living in
And all my folks R.I.P, see you in a minute
Before I cut I got's to shock it 'cause I'm still
For my mistakes, court dates and the I missed

A lot of deputies in facilities
I kept they ass up all night, but now feeling me
From banging on the walls and busting off the top ten
Bet you though I be the entertainer of the year

But why not, 'cause I've got, it takes to represent
Crowd could be a thousand, I'm never hesitant
Just ask J. to drop me an old school beat
Them funky instrumentals me of the streets

They kept me motivated, I was underrated
I bet my real folks wasn't when I made it
Plus I gave them digits back to the board
So now I'm cool, I'd been paid my

I talked the talk, but now I'm the walk
up, fool, huh yeah, yeah, what, what