Luyện nghe bài hát Paid Dues

(Eightball)

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

(Cee-Lo)

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

MJG

In the middle of crime (Uggh), it never stopped me from writin rhymes
It never 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 long that it be
Before I made it, 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 remember in the past closin down at fast
Strictly to my dreams, but feelin like I'd be the last dude
Who can make it in this rap, I thought that they ain't go see me in
It was a time they looked over Tennesseee,
and didn't Hip-Hop was in us.
To all my in the game, I got love, stay on your toes
back in the days, I use to use your 4-5 instrumental to do my shows
And look, I was 17 - I signed my first contract
And about 18 1/2 when I signed my worst contract, we from that
And til this day, they still distributin - our first
before Comin Out Hard, now can you it?
Be humble and patient with whatever you choose
Cause, to get to I am right 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 nigga the show
Niggas all in the lot, bustin shots, fuckin with hoes
Box with the spokes and vogues,
didn't know shit about a 20 inch Mo-Mo
Hard head, young nigga believe that shit, til I see that shit
See them heavyweight niggas, one day, I'm gonna be that
Ok, everybody everybody done sold dope, ran with a gang
Pimp hoes, and..snorted a little coke..but uhh..
I'm space agein..and we'll be
Eightball, the fat mack, and...M-J G
Turn the page, then to now, and we still grindin
Small clubs and small towns think bouncin, and we find them
Put them on the guest list, them pump their fist and get buck to this
Make one of them weed smokin, gangsta bitches get to this
Expand, give all my fans what they demand
Do my part again and uhh...come out hard and uhh..
Keep space agein, and we'll be...
Eightball, the fat mack, and...M-J G.