Luyện nghe bài hát Misery Needs Company

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

On the way to home
First clown in my face is thrown out the place
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
Gangsta and nines, at times I be the last to know
We laugh and joke, while we bag in the
My A done the worst things out the cast of Different Strokes

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

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

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

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

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

That's why I'm paranoid, but still I to ignore the fact
I got the flawless Acs wit gats to get that stack
Joey Crack, the mack the hat
And all our hoes dine and ride in the back of my Cadillac

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

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

My heart is
Never remorse
I got a sniper one killed in the
Ready to kill your

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

Throw the off, police-iano
for Hondo, they 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 Jose Luis, smoke lah the reverend
Look in the skies, clouds look like coke 'n
whoever sittin' on pies two, gettin' high too
Mad fly too, a too

Yo we praise those, you make your pesos
Keep the tight just like, Jose Canseco's
stance, a majorly we glance, and gotta yell, "What, what"
'Cuz thug don't dance yo

I told niggas, that you did it for
But thought you was ill yo
your hoe, yo for real young blood I'm really afraid so
Your got revealed and now you buy dough

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

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

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

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