Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Decisions

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

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

I can tell you' the Mach Five
I can show you what 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' her new divorce
He has a as he raise his voice
he really needs to raise his boys
Young thugs with so much
Young havin' no balance
Young niggas havin' no
Young niggas catchin' charges
Growin' up she say she felt
Now she strippin' for pot of gold
Another fish in the
They say her never played her role
I heard her mother always on the
Her mother always wearin'
Where I'm I guess that's how it goes

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

Rich niggas poor decisions
Rich 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 deal with
Whole cards but nothin' that you can build with
That sound like bullshit from out a mouth
Even the tepee is a full
shelter keep you out the cold
If you hold it close together, we'll never
Why you lettin' the devil 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 adjacent parks
We was born black but shit'll make you dark
Even a handful of hearts
Mind on the club to find a little love, my regards
when your P-O-V is poverty
It's like D-O-C a lottery, D-O-C be lock and key
D-O-P-E bob and weave
And the boxer boxin'
Up out rings like it was Rocky 3
up in the game now
Look at how we came out olly olly oxen free
ain't why they watchin' me, yeah, yeah
Poor decider since like 4, 5 or sugar coated, edibles
Instead of buildin' up a in them vegetables
Now 30s, my blood pressure's incredible
Medical, yeah nigga I'm you
Coveting cars over
Rappers influence your 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 makin' poor decisions
Rich makin' poor decisions

Can't tell you 'bout that H
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 shoes
I'm from an era where trinkets could buy attention
And the hoes might blow your winky for a known emblem
Label that'll fuck 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 been adored
help us, my generation come to an end
Cause we all selfish, but shallow, how we gon' swim?
I mean really why should I
a day up in my tennis; my soul is possessed
I'm reppin' my set, no matter who posin'
Once I got hot, only good option to vent

Aye Ricky I'mma flip the
How 'bout poor makin' rich decisions?
Poor makin' rich decisions
That shit right there is more
I think that be a better description
Poor makin' rich decisions
Can't afford 'em but you still get 'em
a poor nigga making rich decisions
Buyin' jewelry but you know you're
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