Luyện nghe bài hát Chinx & Max/Paid For

That's my man, that's my bro
I to him last night, drunk out his ass

Soon as you came home, you on tour
the streets, do whatever for you lil boy
Fast money, bad bitches, in a rush
Now worse you love somethin' death can touch
Sometimes life hurt more than homie
Locked up Max, took Chinx, I'm one left homie
Told you Stack - died, did, done, lived
You looked at me and laughed, you ain't
I we recorded I'm a Coke Boy
You lit the city up, I you get that dough boy
I mean we both from the bottom with the same
Why I felt the same when you copped your first V
at my phone waitin' for your phone call
I see your face every time I see lil boy
pleasant, death peaceful

That's the trouble comin' where I'm comin' from
Why blood bleed memories nobody
Death leave heart ache, nobody
In my own zone drinkin' till I'm woozy
Knowin' I'ma die, remind me there nothin' to lose

It's some real shit right here, yeah. I feel like he feels as far as far as not being able to have nigga there, me, Chinx and shit. Always know this B, you're blessed. You know I'm sayin'? And all you gotta do when you feel like that, look at my situation, you know I'm sayin'? Think of my situation nigga

how to start this off
One time to the boss don, coke boss, damn
my nigga seven-five, damn
They to kill my dog alive
Wavy, a law fightin' for your life
We live it no tomorrow, I pray for you at night
Time flyin', it's been 7
While flies fake friends disappear
Fast money, cars, lived it to the most
Penthouse, [?], Chinx, Max, nobody
Told you focus on the money, the problems
But you hit the Henny, you the wildest
when you finger popped the jon, found a condom in her?
And you still hit
You
They I was done when they locked you up
Haha, turn the up
Tried to bury us but didn't know we were
superstars overseas
Despite all our obstacles, against all
Keep your eyes on the prize and faith on God
Every week to your mother
I see your boy gettin' older
Until you get the appeal we gon' homie
Spit Coke Wave Boys for life homie

Just say a prayer for us, you ma?

Oh father God we come to you right now. To bring Karim, aka French Montana, and Charlie aka Max B. Bring them both to the altar, lord God, I give this to you. I give this to you, look (?), to keep him safe as I know that you do each and day lord God. We ask you to give them wisdom, to use in a good way, lord God that will help them in their future -- concernin' their children, their children's mothers, for their children are the future and their children's children are the future future

So father God, we ask you lord God to anoint their music, anoint their thoughts, their dreams, their aspirations, oh God. And to speak to them always oh God as we know that you do but let them know lord God that when you're speaking to them that you already spoke to them and that you always speak to them. It's just a matter of them listening. So father God we ask to carry them through both separate situations under two circumstances, lord God

And we ask you in your son's name lord God to allow to apply whatever it is they need to apply in their life, lord God, to make it better for them. And better for the music world, lord God. In this we say, we pray, amen

(Thank you ma, hold on for a ma)
You like that
(Yeah I loved one ma)
I want to say one thing

Max,
about the times
Think you some times
about the dimes
(La musica de Fraud)
sometimes I'm goin' under

You won't
Everything is for
She it open like I paid for it
Baby me what you came for
sure you won't leave without
Wanna see you
Do it, try
Designer shit, see you fly
Live it up, thinkin' bout the

Ayo, spark phony fucks from deep
I'ma put them to sleep
Quarter million in my
bitches praise my dick
Penthouse, he in six (oww)
We in bitch
They on my cuh
They all my bucks
They be rapin' all my (oww)
Ayo, don't like him
They got me all
Even got that 10
Yeah I hit you niggas with that shotty
Leave you on potty slump
on yourself
I put bitches in the ground
I them with the pound
I'm empty, I another round

You hustle
is paid for
She bust it open like I for it
Baby tell me what you for
sure you won't leave without
Wanna see you
Do it, try
shit, wanna see you fly
Live it up, thinkin' the time

Look these niggas on a fallen star
Double park the and hop into a different car
We spend like a whirlwind
Chinx don't crack, smack a nigga heroin
Your girl down and never came up
These need to hang up
Three Jewish on retainer
These never tell the same story twice
a sucker all your life
Yellow stones dancin' off the lights
your life
These niggas ass bent life
touch the dice
Never felt the fire you touched it twice
the price?
Kush burnin', control
a big game for me like the Superbowl

You hustle
is paid for
She bust it open I paid for it
Baby me what you came for
Make you won't leave without
see you smile
Do it, try
shit, wanna see you fly
Live it up, bout the time

Awo, bout the time
I think you sometimes
Awo, thinkin' bout the
I think about you

Uh, thinkin' bout you, couldn't sleep
Man thinkin' bout you, couldn't speak
All the confusion had me in the Mosque Friday
Tryna find a peace of mind but couldn't a piece of mine
to the story, the story got no morals
Cause the real struggle while the suckers get the glory
a new day, she trippin' off a D'usse
Try and hit me with the lemonade when I met her Kool-Aid
Tryna be rich and
Showin' up to court fingers
If rap was a sport, we was
lose it all just to make it
God giveth, God taketh, strip you
Shake the devil, get the

You hustle
is paid for
She bust it like I paid for it
tell me what you came for
Make sure you won't leave
(Fraud you a motherfucker)
see you smile
(Max)
Do it, try
Designer shit, see you fly
(Chinx)
it up, thinkin' bout the time

Oww, bout the time
(Miss you my nigga)
I about you sometimes
(CB for life)
Ow, thinkin' bout the
(Wave god, MC4, Zach)
I think the time
Think you sometimes
(La musica di Fraud)
I think dyin'
Haanh!