Luyện nghe bài hát Pay Ya Dues

Now here we go, gotta play this
(Why?) the others are so scared to say this
Now tell me, am I supposed to do
About a like you who ain't never paid dues?
Slapper, hip-happer, gettin' wacker
Your girl step, or I just might jack her
her like a gangster, but I don't bang
I gank like you for thick gold chains
(He don't it) hell nah
So take it off neck
'Cause goddamn, you comin' correct
What's this, a sucker duck a mic?
And like sweat said, somethin' just ain't right
nowadays everybody wanna be a rapper
Down crews
But they ain't never paid
perpetratin', playin' hardcore
Punks, I bet you at a flower store
You know eats 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' a new style, you know who you sound like?
Krs, d, kool 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 you supposed to be an MC?
Yo, wack, it just ain't right
You only stood on one stage in whole damn life
Now you want respect, hey yo, a fool
wanna 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 in the jacks
To earn a money to drop a dope track
Back in the days I drove a Dodge
Couldn't afford a studio, so we used a
Aladdin used to grab a gang of disco
One turntable and a 808
My little brother and frank, they hung around all night
To make sure that the demo was
Didn't have an enigneer, if you know I mean
did it all at the age of sixteen
Gifted, uplifted, straight mack
Suckers had me the back
But thanks to Ice-T I got my foot in the
Now I'ma the mutha-(uh) 'till it ain't no more
We paid

I knew a brother who to dress just like a faggot
Real tight jeans, some boots and leather
Homie as hell, he never came
'Cause every time I came around, he to run and hide
like a brat, had everything he wanted
And when he walked, he switched a woman
a pink bike, man, the sucker was soft
Had to be in before the street came 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 see this group
So I called up Aladdin and the of the crew
Grabbed the nine wit' the hollow tip
Stepped in the with a gangster limp
Took a look at the stage, and yo, know
The same old faggot a long time ago
From real tight jeans and the go-go
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 mamma's boy, now rappin?
the crowd because he got you all clappin'
And tappin', an of what I'm tryin' 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 story be
the way it is
You got to pay yo'