Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Decisions

Rich niggas makin' decisions
Rich makin' poor decisions
Rich makin' poor decisions

Rich niggas makin' decisions
All my little up in prison
I'mma let you know how I'm livin'

I can tell you' bout the Mach
I can you what them blocks buy
I can tell you my block ties
I can you to the far side
Poor decision plagued you niggas' lives
You sellin' crack up on your porch
While she still goin' her new divorce
He has a as he raise his voice
When he really to raise his boys
Young thugs so much talent
Young thugs no balance
niggas havin' no fathers
Young niggas catchin' charges
Growin' up she say she felt
Now she for that pot of gold
fish in the bowl
They say her never played her role
I her mother always on the roll
Her mother wearin' gold
Where I'm from I that's how it goes

Rich niggas makin' poor
Rich niggas makin' poor
niggas makin' poor decisions

Rich niggas makin' decisions
Rich makin' poor decisions
All my little up in prison
Lupe gotta tell 'em how you

The Beloved T-Rex
Grown man bars is somethin' you gotta deal
Whole hand cards but nothin' you can build with
That sound like from out a bull mouth
Even the tepee is a house
Simple shelter you out the cold
If you hold it close together, we'll never
Why you the devil beat you out your soul
You don't in God then at least believe in odds
This of our is just a house of cards
Just without the yards, and adjacent parks
We was black but that shit'll make you dark
with a handful of hearts
Mind on the club to find a little love, my regards
Cause your P-O-V is poverty
It's like D-O-C a lottery, D-O-C be lock and key
D-O-P-E bob and weave
And the boxer free
Up out them like it was Rocky 3
up in the game now
Look at how we came out like olly oxen free
ain't why they watchin' me, yeah, yeah
Poor decider since like 4, 5 or sugar coated, edibles
Instead of buildin' up a in them vegetables
Now early 30s, my blood pressure's
Medical, nigga I'm tellin' you
Coveting over community
Rappers influence shootin' sprees
around and publish bars like it ain't got shit to do with me
Easy to record so
Rich

Rich makin' poor decisions
Rich makin' poor decisions
niggas makin' poor decisions

Can't tell you 'bout that H
But I'll tell you 'bout this hate
And show you where they raise a tool
I have a nigga late for the or the latest shoes
I'm from an era where trinkets could buy attention
And the thinking might blow your winky for a known emblem
whores that'll fuck a sale and suck a store
Lust apparel, who of Rolls, but can't Accord
Or afford, a Dodge, or a
Where she end up on your knob she has never been adored
help us, my generation come to an end
Cause we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we gon'
I mean really why I pretend?
a day up in my tennis; my soul is possessed
I'm reppin' my set, no matter who posin'
Once I got hot, only good option to vent

Aye Ricky I'mma flip the
How 'bout poor niggas makin' rich
Poor makin' rich decisions
That shit right is more efficient
I that might be a better description
Poor niggas makin' rich
Can't 'em but you still gon' get 'em
That's a nigga making rich decisions
Buyin' jewelry but you know you're
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