Luyện nghe bài hát Misery Needs Company

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

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

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

I'm addicted to life, although it doesn't 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 this
Decision, grow

I want no cure for this
You switch, I pour the
And just, rich, and reminisce
While I count my

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

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

I, ton and tender wit millionaires, a million stares
Made a million scared, my beats don'
For what seemed like a years, yeah
This life I can't avoid, I take 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 that enormous
Joey Crack, the mack the hat
And all our dine and ride in the back seat of my Cadillac

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

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

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

Yo, you to death, misery need company
Crab slackers, niggas actin' like they mad
Even wit a deal, our guns still peal
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 follow us, what, these bitches swallow us
And you wonder why you can't us

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

Yo we those, however you make your pesos
the shit tight just like, Jose Canseco's
Batting stance, a majorly we glance, and yell, "What, what"
thug niggas don't dance yo

I told niggas, you did it for show
But niggas you was ill yo
Even hoe, yo for real young blood 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, and hydros
You how that goes, DE's light it up though
We stay it, tone-locin' it, me and Fat Joe still provoking it

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

Throw the Range off,
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

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