Luyện nghe bài hát Pay Ya Dues

Now here we go, y'all gotta this
(Why?) 'cause the others are so to say this
Now tell me, what am I to do
About a sucker like you who ain't never dues?
Slapper, hip-happer, gettin' wacker
Your girl better step, or I just might her
Smack her a gangster, but I don't bang
I gank suckers like you for thick chains
(He don't it) hell nah
So take it off neck
'Cause goddamn, you comin' correct
this, a sucker duck holdin' a mic?
And like keith sweat said, somethin' ain't right
nowadays everybody wanna be a rapper
Down crews
But they ain't paid dues
Suckers perpetratin', hardcore
Punks, I bet you at a flower store
You know eats me up the most?
Is a sucker just started and thinks he's high post
You pay a nann due in your life
Talkin' 'bout a new style, you who you sound like?
Krs, d, kool moe, as one
Yellin' on the mic like ya was Run
You'se a peon, went and bought a pair of
Now all of a you supposed to be an MC?
Yo, that's wack, it just right
You only stood on one stage in your whole damn
Now you want respect, hey yo, a fool
Everybody rap, but they ain't paid dues

I can still remember way, way back in the
The times me and Aladdin dreamed of gettin'
Standin' outside just to pull in the
To a little money to drop a dope track
Back in the days I drove a Dodge
Couldn't a studio, so we used a garage
used to grab a gang of disco breaks
One turntable and a 808
My little tunes and frank, they hung around all night
To make sure the demo was tight
Didn't have an enigneer, if you know I mean
did it all at the age of sixteen
Gifted, uplifted, gangsta mack
had me playin' the back
But to Ice-T I got my foot in the door
Now I'ma rock the mutha-(uh) 'till it ain't no
We paid

I knew a brother who used to dress like a faggot
Real tight jeans, some and leather jackets
Homie as hell, he never outside
'Cause every time I around, he used to run and hide
Spoiled a brat, had everything he wanted
And when he walked, he switched like a
Rode a bike, man, the sucker was soft
Had to be in before the lights came on
Yo, just the day I turned my radio on
The attack kicked on a brand new song
I know what it was, I never heard it before
But the was smooth and hardcore
I to myself,hey yo, I gotta see this group
So I up Aladdin and the rest of the crew
the nine wit' the hollow point tip
Stepped in the party with a gangster
a look at the stage, and yo, whaddya know
The same old faggot from a long ago
From real tight jeans and the go-go
He went to and a khaki suit
Now tell me, ain't this a
need to slap the perpetrator in the lip
Yesterday he was a boy, now he's rappin?
Foolin' the crowd because he got you all
And tappin', an example of what I'm to prove
A sucker like this who ain't never dues
So to those who wanna rap, I'm to you
Before you pick up a mic, you gotta pay dues,

Let the be told
the way it is
You got to pay yo'