Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Decisions

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

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

I can tell you' bout the Mach
I can show you them blocks buy
I can tell you 'bout my block
I can take you to the far
Poor decision makin' plagued you lives
You sellin' crack up on momma porch
she still goin' through her new divorce
He has a thrill as he his voice
When he really needs to raise his
Young thugs with so talent
Young thugs no balance
niggas havin' no fathers
Young niggas catchin' dope
Growin' up she say she alone
Now she for that pot of gold
fish in the bowl
They say her mother never her role
I heard her mother on the roll
Her mother wearin' gold
I'm from I guess that's how it goes

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

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

The T-Rex says
man bars is somethin' you gotta deal with
Whole hand cards but nothin' that you can build
That sound like bullshit from out a mouth
Even the is a full house
Simple shelter you out the cold
If you hold it close together, never fold
Why you lettin' the devil you out your soul
You don't believe in God then at least in odds
This house of our is a house of cards
Just the yards, and nice adjacent parks
We was black but that shit'll make you dark
Even with a of hearts
Mind on the club just to a little love, my regards
Cause your P-O-V is poverty
It's like a lottery, that D-O-C be lock and key
Finna D-O-P-E bob and
And the boxer free
Up out rings like it was Rocky 3
up in the game now
Look at how we came out like olly olly free
That ain't why watchin' me, yeah, yeah
Poor decider since 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored edibles
Instead of buildin' up a in them vegetables
Now early 30s, my blood incredible
Medical, yeah nigga I'm you
cars over community
Rappers your shootin' sprees
Turn around and publish bars like it ain't got shit to do me
Easy to so ruthlessly
Rich

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

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

Aye Ricky flip the mission
How 'bout poor niggas rich decisions?
Poor makin' rich decisions
That shit there is more efficient
I think that might be a description
Poor niggas makin' rich
afford 'em but you still gon' get 'em
That's a poor nigga making rich
jewelry but you know you're vision
Yeah!
On a
Yeah!
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