Luyện nghe bài hát Misery Needs Company

Yo, yo, one's for the cash, two's for my
Three's for all the M-3's racin' across the
Matchin' C's by the white Lincoln drivin' like I ain't thinkin'
Wit my and lights blinkin', let the lah sink in

On the way to home
First in my face is gettin' thrown out the place
We rush shit, untouchable Don shit, that's new
Sets with stone arms to muscle you, enough of you

That had a bad case of Joe, even had to go
Gangsta walk and nines, at times I be the to know
We laugh and joke, while we bag in the
My A make the worst things out the cast of Different Strokes

I'm to street life, although it doesn't seem right
criticize but yo we all go to eat right?
And who's to say that I'm to blame, we only in this game
Decision, grow

I don't want no for this
You switch, I pour the
And just, rich, and reminisce
While I my chips

Yo, you scared to death, misery need
slackers, niggas actin' like they mad rappers
Even wit a record deal, our guns still
a piece of your brain, wipe the stain

Throw the off, police-iano
Watch for Hondo, they lookin' at our poster now, us closer now
The follow us, what, these bitches swallow us
And you wonder why you find us

I, ton and tender wit millionaires, gave a stares
a million scared, my beats don' knocked
For seemed like a million years, yeah
This illegal life I can't avoid, I the feds everywhere I go

That's why I'm paranoid, but still I to ignore the fact
I got the flawless Acs wit gats to get enormous stack
Crack, the mack without the hat
And all our hoes dine and ride in the seat of my Cadillac

I bet you hate it 'cuz we paid and floss, nigga we and lost
T.S.'ll make the baddest crews a loss
Break balls like Bahondo, call me Don Joe
Coke slash sweaty rock, niggas drop a dough

Booked the o'clock, flight to Alando
So-called killers turned snitches Rivono
That nigga Gauno up in M-C, is bein'
time I see his wife and kids the shit tempts me

My heart is
Never feelin'
I got a one killed in the cross
Ready to kill your

Yo, you to death, misery need company
Crab slackers, actin' like they mad rappers
wit a record deal, our guns still peal
Break a piece of your brain, wipe the

Throw the Range off,
Watch for Hondo, lookin' at our poster now, playin' us closer now
The funds follow us, what, these bitches us
And you wonder why you find us

Yo, yo Luis, smoke lah like the reverend
Look in the skies, clouds look coke 'n heaven
Like whoever sittin' on pies two, high too
Mad fly too, a too

Yo we praise those, however you make pesos
Keep the shit tight just like, Canseco's
stance, a majorly we glance, and gotta yell, "What, what"
'Cuz thug niggas dance yo

I told niggas, you did it for show
But niggas you was ill yo
Even your hoe, yo for real young I'm really afraid so
Your colors got and now you buy dough

Impost-o's, locos, morenos, go-golos, boriquas,
My niggas rollin' those, fontos and
You know how that goes, light it up though
We stay smokin' it, tone-locin' it, me and Fat Joe still it

Yo, yo yo, you scared to death, need company
slackers, niggas actin' like they mad rappers
Even wit a record deal, our guns still
Break a piece of your brain, the stain

Throw the Range off,
for Hondo, they lookin' at our poster now, playin' us closer now
The funds us, what, these bitches swallow us
And you wonder why you can't us

Ha ha, mad
Stain off, off, watch out
Polic-iano's, Pabolos
Fat Joe, Fat Joe, Fat Joe, yeah