Luyện nghe bài hát Pay Ya Dues

Now here we go, y'all gotta play
(Why?) the others are so scared to say this
Now tell me, am I supposed 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 like a gangster, but I don't
I suckers like you for thick gold chains
(He deserve it) hell nah
So take it off neck
'Cause goddamn, you ain't correct
this, a sucker duck holdin' a mic?
And like keith sweat said, somethin' just ain't
Seems nowadays everybody wanna be a
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 started and thinks he's high
You ain't pay a nann due in your
'bout a new style, you know who you sound like?
Krs, d, kool 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 stood on one stage in your whole damn life
Now you respect, hey yo, you'se a fool
Everybody wanna rap, but they ain't dues

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

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

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