Luyện nghe bài hát I Paid My Dues

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm from the west but I ride the saddle
to do a lot of battle
But you money are make trunk rattle
Ever since the system, boys clubbing house parties

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

We didn't have a studio so man we had to with that
No reel to reels, no mic, the radio
and oen and I was in, the heart of the ghetto
Trying to pursue my dream, trying to make right

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

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

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

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

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

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

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