Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Decisions

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

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

I can you' bout the Mach Five
I can show you them blocks buy
I can you 'bout my block ties
I can you to the far side
Poor decision makin' plagued you lives
You crack up on your momma porch
While she still goin' through her new
He has a thrill as he his voice
he really needs to raise his boys
Young with 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 mother never her role
I her mother always on the roll
Her mother wearin' gold
Where I'm from I guess that's how it

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

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

The Beloved T-Rex
Grown man bars is somethin' you gotta with
Whole hand cards but nothin' that you can build
That sound like bullshit from out a bull
Even the tepee is a house
Simple shelter keep you out the
If you hold it close together, we'll never
Why you the devil beat you out your soul
You believe in God then at least believe in odds
This of our is just a house of cards
Just without the yards, and nice adjacent
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
when 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 them rings like it was 3
Caught up in the 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, colored
Instead of buildin' up a in them vegetables
Now 30s, my blood pressure's incredible
Medical, nigga I'm tellin' you
Coveting over community
Rappers your shootin' sprees
Turn around and publish bars like it got shit to do with me
Easy to record so
niggas

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

Can't tell you 'bout H dude
But I'll tell you 'bout this dude
And I'll show you where raise a tool
I have a nigga late for the labels or the latest
I'm from an era where gold trinkets could buy
And the thinking might blow your winky for a known emblem
Label whores that'll a sale and suck a store
Lust apparel, who dream of Rolls, but 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
Once I got hot, only good option to vent

Aye Ricky I'mma flip the
How 'bout poor niggas makin' rich
Poor niggas makin' rich
That shit right there is more
I think that might be a better
Poor niggas makin' decisions
afford 'em but you still 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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