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, livin' in a
Now when you love somethin' death can touch
Sometimes hurt more than death homie
up Max, took Chinx, I'm last one left homie
Told you - died, did, done, lived that
You looked at me and laughed, you ain't
I remember we recorded I'm a Boy
You lit the up, I told 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 every time I see your lil boy
Life pleasant, peaceful

That's the trouble some comin' where I'm comin'
Why bleed memories nobody steals
Death heart ache, nobody heals
In my own drinkin' till I'm feelin' woozy
Knowin' I'ma die, me there ain't 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 your nigga there, me, Chinx and shit. Always 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

Damn how to start off
One time to the boss don, wave boss, damn
Gave my nigga seven-five,
They tried to my dog alive
Wavy, it's a law fightin' for life
We live like it no tomorrow, I for you at night
Time flyin', been 7 years
While time fake friends disappear
money, fast cars, lived it to the most
Penthouse, [?], Chinx, Max, nobody
you focus on the money, fuck 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 thought I was done when they you up
Haha, turn the up
Tried to bury us but didn't know we seeds
International superstars
Despite all our obstacles, all odds
Keep your eyes on the prize and faith on God
Every talk to your mother
I see baby boy gettin' older
Until you get the appeal we fight homie
Spit that Coke Wave Boys for 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 every day lord God. We ask you to give them wisdom, to use in a good way, lord God that will 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 under two different circumstances, lord God

And we ask you in your son's name lord God to allow them to apply whatever it is they need to apply in their life, lord God, to 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 one?
(Yeah I that one ma)
I to say one more thing

Max,
Think about the
Think about you some
Think about the
(La de Harry Fraud)
Know I'm goin' under

You hustle
Everything is for
She bust it open like I for it
Baby tell me you came for
Make sure you won't leave
see you smile
Do it, try
shit, wanna see you fly
Live it up, thinkin' bout the

Ayo, spark them phony fucks deep
I'ma put them to sleep
million in my jeans
These praise my dick
Penthouse, he in six (oww)
We in bitch
raided on my cuh
They takin' all my
be rapin' all my sluts (oww)
Ayo, Maxie don't him
They got me all
papi got that 10
Yeah I hit you niggas that shotty pump
you on that potty slump
Shittin' on
I put them bitches in the
I them with the pound
I'm empty, I another round

You hustle
is paid for
She bust it open I paid for it
Baby me what you came for
Make sure you won't leave
see you smile
Do it, try
shit, wanna see you fly
Live it up, bout the time

these niggas wishin' on a fallen star
Double park the Vanquish and hop into a car
We spend money like a
Chinx Drugz don't crack, smack a heroin
Your girl went and never came up
These niggas to hang up
Three Jewish lawyers on
These liars never tell the story twice
Been a sucker all your
gold stones dancin' off the lights
Fuck your
niggas ass bent with life
Don't touch the
felt the fire till you touched it twice
What's the
Kush burnin', cruise
a big game for me like the Superbowl

You hustle
is paid for
She it open like I paid for it
Baby tell me what you for
Make sure you won't leave
Wanna see you
Do it, try
Designer shit, see you fly
Live it up, thinkin' the time

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

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

You hustle
Everything is for
She it open like I paid for it
Baby me what you came for
Make sure you leave without
(Fraud you a motherfucker)
see you smile
(Max)
Do it, try
Designer shit, see you fly
(Chinx)
Live it up, bout the time

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