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 that 4, but a lot of people don't
you've done been through bro'

Man, a brother been in this rap game for ten years, man
I've been hell and back, you know Frank
But what's have to do
Is lay it down and lace it up a shoestring
Okay, like 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 moms wouldn't to let you in the house

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

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

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

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

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

Rap contests at 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, that's we're we at

We didn't have a so man we had to work with that
No reel to reels, no mic, just the
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 people's shows to get the mic
I was kicking down doors, posted up, like the 49
All I to do was bust a rap before the headliners
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 talking about the game you see I'm living in
And all my R.I.P, I'LL see you in a minute
I cut I got's 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
From on the walls and busting raps off the top ten
Bet you never though I be the of the year

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

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