Luyện nghe bài hát Pay Ya Dues

Now here we go, y'all gotta play
(Why?) 'cause the others are so to say this
Now tell me, am I supposed to do
About a sucker like you who ain't paid dues?
Slapper, hip-happer, gettin' wacker
Your girl step, or I just might jack her
Smack her like a gangster, but I bang
I gank like you for thick gold chains
(He don't it) hell nah
So take it off your
'Cause goddamn, you ain't comin'
What's this, a sucker duck holdin' a
And like keith said, somethin' just ain't right
Seems nowadays wanna be a rapper
Down crews
But they ain't paid dues
perpetratin', playin' hardcore
Punks, I bet you worked at a store
You know what me up the most?
Is when a sucker just and thinks he's high post
You ain't pay a nann due in your
Talkin' 'bout a new style, you know who you like?
Krs, chuck d, moe, as one
on the mic like ya name was Run
You'se a peon, went and a pair of Lee's
Now all of a you supposed to be an MC?
Yo, that's wack, it ain't right
You only stood on one stage in your whole life
Now you want respect, hey yo, a fool
Everybody wanna rap, but ain't paid dues

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

I knew a brother who used to dress like a faggot
Real jeans, some boots and leather jackets
Homie as hell, he never came
'Cause every time I came around, he used to run and
Spoiled like a brat, had everything he
And he walked, he switched like a woman
Rode a bike, man, the sucker was soft
Had to be in before the lights came on
Yo, just the other day I turned my on
The mack kicked on a brand new song
I didn't know what it was, I heard it before
But the was smooth and hardcore
I said to myself,hey yo, I gotta see this
So I called up Aladdin and the of the crew
Grabbed the nine wit' the hollow tip
in the party with a gangster limp
Took a look at the stage, and yo, whaddya
The same old from a long time ago
real tight jeans and the go-go boots
He went to pendeltons and a suit
Now me, ain't this a blip?
Somebody need to 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 tryin' to
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'