Luyện nghe bài hát Paid Dues

(Eightball)

Yeah, Yeah...Space Age forever..Niggas and hoes recognize
Eightball & MJG...been ten toes down in game
since we were two young playas in a one town
then hopped to a muthafuckin
Nigga, my life would have been got cut off...
If my weren't paid.

(Cee-Lo)

It's ah, skinnin between wrong and right
Trapped in a trap til the mornin
ain't left me no choices, I had to fight
My momma and was too young to raise me right.
Maybe I made a man from all the mistakes I made
Niggas dead, niggas gone, I ain't afraid.
too grown to get back on with ghetto games I played
My would have been done got cut off if the dues weren't paid.

MJG

In the middle of crime (Uggh), it never stopped me from writin rhymes
It never stopped me playin music,
God, but it didn't I had to use it
It was obvious, I had to up the streets - for the beats
Not knowin, but havin on just how long that it would be
Before I made it, before picked up my tape and played it
a remark like, "Hey, played that instrumental, you cat's got potential."
In the process of doing talent shows, parties, and mix
We even put it down on some of our homeboys jail dates
I can remember in the closin down at fast foods
Strictly stickin to my dreams, but feelin like I'd be the last
Who can it in this rap, I thought that they ain't go see me in Memphis
It was like a time they looked Tennesseee,
and didn't know was in us.
To all my vets in the game, I got love, on your toes
Cause back in the days, I use to use your 4-5 instrumental to do my
And look, I was 17 - when I signed my first
And about 18 1/2 when I signed my worst contract, we from that
And til day, they still distributin - our first tape
Comin Out Hard, now can you feel it?
Be humble and patient with whatever you should
Cause, to get to where I am right now, I don't my dues.

A C-note for a concert, I know sounds preposterous
Nigga, we didn't have a pot to
So we got on and we rocked the bitch.
Fuck the chee$e, I to see...My niggas in the front row
Get buck wild, start a fight, the police make a nigga the show
Niggas all in the parkin lot, bustin shots, with hoes
Box chevy with the and vogues,
niggas didn't know shit a 20 inch Mo-Mo
Hard head, young nigga don't believe that shit, til I see shit
See them heavyweight niggas, one day, I'm be that shit
Ok, know everybody done sold dope, ran with a gang
Pimp some hoes, and..snorted a coke..but uhh..
I'm agein..and we'll forever be
Eightball, the fat mack, and...M-J G
the page, from then to now, and we still grindin
Small clubs and small think they bouncin, and we find them
Put them on the guest list, make pump their fist and get buck to this
Make one of weed smokin, gangsta bitches get fucked to this
Expand, give all my true fans they demand
Do my part again and uhh...come out again and uhh..
Keep agein, and we'll forever be...
Eightball, the fat mack, and...M-J G.