Luyện nghe bài hát Paid Dues

(Eightball)

Yeah, Yeah...Space Age forever..Niggas and better recognize
& MJG...been ten toes down in this game
since we were two young playas in a one horse
then to a muthafuckin grasshopper
Nigga, my would have been done got cut off...
If my weren't paid.

(Cee-Lo)

It's ah, skinnin between wrong and right
Trapped in a til the mornin light
Ghetto ain't me no choices, I had to fight
My momma and was too young to raise me right.
Maybe I been made a man from all the mistakes I
dead, niggas gone, I still ain't afraid.
Ain't too grown to get back on with ghetto I played
My life have been done got cut off if the dues weren't paid.

MJG

In the middle of doin crime (Uggh), it never stopped me from writin
It stopped me from playin music,
God, but it didn't I had to use it
It was obvious, I had to up the streets - for the beats
Not knowin, but havin faith on just how long it would be
Before I it, before somebody picked up my tape and played it
With a remark like, "Hey, played instrumental, you cat's got potential."
In the process of doing shows, parties, and mix tapes
We even put it down on some of our homeboys release dates
I can in the past closin down at fast foods
Strictly stickin to my dreams, but feelin like I'd be the dude
Who can make it in this rap, I that they ain't go see me in Memphis
It was like a time they looked Tennesseee,
and know Hip-Hop was in us.
To all my vets in the game, I got love, on your toes
Cause back in the days, I use to use your 4-5 to do my shows
And look, I was 17 - when I my first contract
And about 18 1/2 when I signed my worst contract, we from that
And til day, they still distributin - our first tape
Comin Out Hard, now can you feel it?
Be humble and patient with whatever you should
Cause, to get to where I am right now, I don't my dues.

A C-note for a concert, I know sounds preposterous
Nigga, we didn't have a pot to
So we got on and we rocked the bitch.
Fuck the chee$e, I to see...My niggas in the front row
Get wild, start a fight, the police make a nigga stop the show
Niggas all in the parkin lot, bustin shots, fuckin with
Box with the spokes and vogues,
niggas didn't shit about a 20 inch Mo-Mo
Hard head, young nigga don't that shit, til I see that shit
See them niggas, one day, I'm gonna be that shit
Ok, everybody know everybody done dope, ran with a gang
Pimp hoes, and..snorted a little coke..but uhh..
I'm space agein..and forever be
Eightball, the fat mack, and...M-J G
Turn the page, from to now, and we still grindin
Small clubs and small towns think bouncin, and we find them
Put them on the guest list, make them their fist and get buck to this
one of them weed smokin, gangsta bitches get fucked to this
Expand, give all my true what they demand
Do my part again and uhh...come out again and uhh..
Keep space agein, and forever be...
Eightball, the fat mack, and...M-J G.