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' across the
C's followed by the white Lincoln drivin' like I ain't thinkin'
Wit my and lights blinkin', let the lah sink in

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

That had a bad case of Joe, some had to go
Gangsta walk and nines, at times I be the last to
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 doesn't right
Many criticize but yo we all go to eat
And who's to say that I'm to blame, we only in this game
Decision, cocaine

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

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

the Range off, police-iano
Watch for Hondo, they lookin' at our poster now, playin' us 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 like a million years, yeah
This illegal life I 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 hoes dine and ride in the back seat of my

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

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

My is empty
Never remorse
I got a sniper one in the cross
Ready to your boss

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

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

Yo, yo Jose Luis, smoke lah like the
Look in the skies, clouds look like 'n heaven
whoever sittin' 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"
'Cuz niggas don't dance yo

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

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

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

the Range off, police-iano
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

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