Luyện nghe bài hát Pay Ya Dues

Now here we go, y'all play this
(Why?) 'cause the are so scared 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 better step, or I just might her
Smack her like a gangster, but I bang
I gank suckers like you for thick chains
(He deserve it) hell nah
So it off your neck
'Cause goddamn, you ain't comin'
What's this, a duck holdin' a mic?
And like keith sweat said, just ain't right
nowadays everybody wanna be a rapper
Down crews
But they ain't never dues
Suckers perpetratin', playin'
Punks, I bet you at a flower store
You what eats me up the most?
Is a sucker just started and thinks he's high post
You pay a nann due in your life
'bout a new style, you know who you sound like?
Krs, d, kool moe, as one
Yellin' on the mic like ya was Run
You'se a peon, and bought a pair of Lee's
Now all of a sudden you to be an MC?
Yo, wack, it just ain't right
You stood on one stage in your whole damn life
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 earn a little money to a dope track
Back in the days I a raggedy Dodge
afford a studio, so we used a garage
Aladdin used to a gang of disco breaks
One and a broken 808
My little tunes and frank, they hung around all night
To make sure that the was tight
Didn't have an enigneer, if you know what I
Aladdin did it all at the age of
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) it ain't no more
We paid

I knew a brother who used to dress just a faggot
Real tight jeans, boots 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 pink bike, man, the was soft
Had to be in before the street came on
Yo, just the other day I 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 smooth and
I said to myself,hey yo, I gotta see group
So I up Aladdin and the rest of the crew
the nine wit' the hollow point tip
Stepped in the with a gangster limp
Took a at the stage, and yo, whaddya know
The old faggot from a long time ago
From tight jeans and the go-go boots
He went to and a khaki suit
Now tell me, ain't 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 who ain't never paid dues
So to who wanna rap, I'm pertainin' 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'