Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Decisions

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

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

I can tell you' the Mach Five
I can show you them blocks buy
I can tell you 'bout my ties
I can you to the far side
Poor decision makin' plagued you lives
You sellin' crack up on momma porch
While she still goin' through her new
He has a thrill as he raise his
he really needs to raise his boys
Young with so much talent
Young thugs havin' no
niggas havin' no fathers
Young niggas dope charges
Growin' up she say she felt
Now she strippin' for that pot of
fish in the bowl
They say her mother played her role
I her mother always on the roll
Her mother always gold
Where I'm from I guess how it goes

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

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

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

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

Can't you 'bout that H dude
But I'll tell you this hate dude
And I'll show you they 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 might blow your winky for a known
Label whores that'll 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 been adored
Lord us, my generation come to an end
Cause we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we swim?
I mean why should I pretend?
Walk a day up in my tennis; my soul is
I'm reppin' my set, no matter who against
Once I got hot, they only good to vent

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