Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Decisions

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

Rich makin' poor decisions
All my homies up in prison
let you know just how I'm livin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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