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

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

I'm addicted to street life, although it doesn't right
criticize 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 want no cure for this
You switch, I pour the
And just, rich, and reminisce
While I my chips

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

Throw the Range off,
Watch for Hondo, 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

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

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

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

Booked the o'clock, flight to Alando
So-called killers turned snitches Rivono
That Gauno up in M-C, is bein' 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 deal, our guns still peal
a piece of your brain, wipe the stain

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

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

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

I told niggas, that you did it for
But niggas you was ill yo
Even your hoe, yo for 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 those, fontos and hydros
You know how 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, need company
slackers, niggas actin' like they mad rappers
Even wit a record deal, our still peal
a piece of your brain, wipe the stain

Throw the Range off,
Watch for Hondo, they lookin' at our 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, off, watch out
Polic-iano's, Pabolos
Fat Joe, Fat Joe, Fat Joe, yeah