Luyện nghe bài hát Misery Needs Company

Yo, yo, one's for the cash, for my faculty
Three's for all the racin' across the Tapenze
Matchin' C's followed by the white Lincoln drivin' like I ain't
Wit my hats and blinkin', let the lah sink in

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

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

I'm addicted to street life, although it seem right
Many but yo we all go to eat right?
And who's to say that I'm to blame, we only pawns in this
Decision, grow

I don't want no cure for
You switch, I the Cris
And just, rich, and reminisce
While I count my

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

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

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

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

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

Booked the nine o'clock, to Alando
So-called turned snitches like Rivono
That nigga up in M-C, is bein' friendly
Every I see his wife and kids the shit tempts me

My heart is
Never remorse
I got a sniper one in the cross
to kill your boss

Yo, you scared to death, misery company
Crab slackers, niggas actin' like they mad
Even wit a record deal, our guns peal
Break a of your brain, wipe the stain

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

Yo, yo Jose Luis, smoke lah like the
Look in the skies, clouds like 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 just like, Jose 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 thought you was ill yo
Even your hoe, yo for real young blood I'm afraid so
Your got revealed and now you buy dough

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

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

Throw the off, police-iano
Watch for Hondo, lookin' at our poster now, playin' us closer now
The funds follow us, what, these swallow us
And you wonder why you can't us

Ha ha, mad
off, range off, watch out
Polic-iano's, amigos
Fat Joe, Fat Joe, Fat Joe, yeah