Luyện nghe bài hát Paid Dues

(Eightball)

Yeah, Yeah...Space Age forever..Niggas and hoes recognize
Eightball & MJG...been ten toes in this game
since we two young playas in a one horse town
then to a muthafuckin grasshopper
Nigga, my life would been done got cut off...
If my dues paid.

(Cee-Lo)

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

MJG

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

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