Luyện nghe bài hát Pay Ya Dues

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

I can still way, way back in the days
The times me and Aladdin dreamed of paid
Standin' outside to pull in the jacks
To earn a little money to drop a track
Back in the days I drove a raggedy
Couldn't afford a studio, so we used a
Aladdin used to grab a gang of disco
One and a broken 808
My brother tunes and frank, they hung around all night
To sure that the demo was tight
Didn't have an enigneer, if you know I mean
Aladdin did it all at the age of
Gifted, uplifted, straight mack
Suckers had me playin' the
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 a brother who used to dress just like a faggot
Real jeans, some boots and leather jackets
as hell, he never came outside
'Cause every time I came around, he used to run and
Spoiled like a brat, had he wanted
And when he walked, he switched like a
Rode a pink bike, man, the sucker was
Had to be in before the street lights on
Yo, just the day I turned my radio on
The mack attack kicked on a new song
I didn't know what it was, I never heard it
But the was smooth and hardcore
I said to myself,hey yo, I gotta see group
So I called up Aladdin and the of the crew
Grabbed the nine wit' the hollow tip
Stepped in the party with a gangster
a look at the stage, and yo, whaddya know
The same old faggot a long time ago
real tight jeans and the go-go boots
He to pendeltons and a khaki suit
Now tell me, ain't this a
Somebody need to slap the in the lip
Yesterday he was a boy, now he's rappin?
the crowd because he got you all clappin'
And tappin', an example of I'm tryin' to prove
A like this who ain't never paid dues
So to those who wanna rap, I'm to you
Before you up a mic, you gotta pay dues, word

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