Luyện nghe bài hát I Paid My Dues

Testing one, two, three,
Rapping 4-tay, Rag Top records,
West up, do this

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

Man, a brother done been in this rap for ten years, man
been from hell and back, you know Frank
But what's gon' to do
Is lay it and lace it up like a shoestring
Okay, this here

Allow me to take you back down memory
When a was so young in this rap game
Yeah, if you had a fight you best to a sucker out
Because moms about to let you in the house

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

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

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

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

I'm from the but I don't ride the saddle
to do a lot of battle
But you are make your trunk rattle
Ever since the solar system, boys clubbing house

Rap contests at T'S, man it was everybody
Snatching it taking it swoop on all the way home
Once me and O' hit the jets, man we was
Up the stairs to the 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
Paper and oen and I was in, the heart of the
Trying to pursue my dream, trying to make things

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

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

The is you're 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 pissed
For my mistakes, dates and the time I missed

A lot of deputies in facilities
I kept ass up all night, but now they feeling me
From on the walls and busting raps off the top ten
Bet you never though I be the entertainer of the

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

They kept me motivated, I was always
I bet my folks wasn't surprised when I made it
Plus I gave digits back to the parole board
So now I'm cool, I'd paid my dues

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