Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Decisions

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

Rich niggas makin' poor
All my little homies up in
I'mma let you just how I'm livin'

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

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

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

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

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

Can't tell you 'bout that H
But tell you 'bout this hate dude
And I'll show you where raise a tool
I have a nigga late for the labels or the shoes
I'm from an era where gold trinkets buy attention
And the hoes thinking blow your winky for a known emblem
Label whores fuck a sale and suck a store
apparel, who dream of Rolls, but can't Accord
Or afford, a Dodge, or a
Where she end up on your knob cause she has never been
Lord help us, my come to an end
Cause we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we gon'
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
I got hot, they only good option to vent

Aye I'mma flip the mission
How poor niggas makin' rich decisions?
Poor makin' rich decisions
That shit there is more efficient
I think might be a better description
Poor niggas rich decisions
Can't afford 'em but you gon' get 'em
That's a poor nigga rich decisions
Buyin' but you know you're vision
Yeah!
On a
Yeah!
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