Luyện nghe bài hát Pay Ya Dues

Now here we go, y'all gotta play
(Why?) 'cause the others are so to say this
Now tell me, what am I to do
About a sucker like you who ain't paid dues?
Slapper, hip-happer, gettin' wacker
girl better step, or I just might jack her
Smack her like a gangster, but I don't
I suckers like you for thick gold chains
(He deserve it) hell nah
So it off your neck
'Cause goddamn, you comin' correct
this, a sucker duck holdin' a mic?
And like keith sweat said, somethin' just right
nowadays everybody wanna be a rapper
Down crews
But ain't never paid dues
perpetratin', playin' hardcore
Punks, I bet you at a flower store
You know eats me up the most?
Is when a sucker started and thinks he's high post
You pay a nann due in your life
Talkin' 'bout a new style, you 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 pair of
Now all of a you supposed to be an MC?
Yo, that's wack, it just 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 in the days
The times me and Aladdin dreamed of gettin'
Standin' outside to pull in the jacks
To a little money to drop a dope track
Back in the days I drove a raggedy
afford a studio, so we used a garage
Aladdin used to grab a of disco breaks
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 what I
Aladdin did it all at the age of
Gifted, uplifted, straight gangsta
Suckers had me the back
But thanks to Ice-T I got my foot in the
Now rock 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 and leather jackets
Homie as hell, he never came
'Cause every I came around, he used to run and hide
Spoiled like a brat, had he wanted
And when he walked, he switched like a
Rode a pink bike, man, the was soft
Had to be in the street lights came on
Yo, the other day I turned my radio on
The mack attack on a brand new song
I know what it was, I never heard it before
But the was smooth and hardcore
I said to myself,hey yo, I see this group
So I up Aladdin and the rest of the crew
Grabbed the nine wit' the hollow tip
Stepped in the party with a gangster
Took a at the stage, and yo, whaddya know
The same old faggot from a time ago
real tight jeans and the go-go boots
He went to and a khaki suit
Now tell me, ain't this a
need to slap the perpetrator in the lip
Yesterday he was a mamma's boy, now rappin?
Foolin' the crowd because he got you all
And tappin', an example of what I'm tryin' to
A sucker like this who ain't paid dues
So to those who rap, I'm pertainin' to you
Before you pick up a mic, you pay dues, word

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