Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Decisions

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

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

I can tell you' the Mach Five
I can show you what them buy
I can you 'bout my block ties
I can take you to the far
Poor makin' plagued you niggas' lives
You sellin' crack up on your porch
While she goin' through her new divorce
He has a thrill as he raise his
When he really needs to raise his
Young thugs with so much
Young havin' no balance
Young niggas no fathers
niggas catchin' dope charges
Growin' up she say she alone
Now she for that pot of gold
Another fish in the
They say her mother never played her
I heard her mother on the roll
Her always wearin' gold
Where I'm from I guess that's how it

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

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

The Beloved says
Grown man bars is somethin' you gotta with
Whole hand but nothin' that you can build with
That sound like from out a bull mouth
Even the is a full house
Simple shelter keep you out the
If you hold it close together, never fold
Why you lettin' the beat you out your soul
You don't in God then at least believe in odds
This house of our is just a house of
Just without the yards, and nice parks
We was born black but shit'll make you dark
with a handful of hearts
Mind on the club just to a little love, my regards
Cause when your 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 like it was Rocky 3
Caught up in the now
Look at how we came out olly olly oxen free
That ain't why they watchin' me, yeah,
Poor decider like 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored edibles
Instead of buildin' up a habit in vegetables
Now 30s, my blood pressure's incredible
Medical, yeah I'm tellin' you
Coveting over community
influence your shootin' sprees
Turn and publish bars like it ain't got shit to do with me
Easy to so ruthlessly
Rich

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

Can't tell you 'bout H dude
But tell you 'bout this hate dude
And I'll you where they raise a tool
I have a late for the labels or the latest shoes
I'm from an era where gold trinkets could buy
And the hoes might blow your 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
she end up on your knob cause she has never been adored
Lord us, my generation come to an end
Cause we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we swim?
I mean really why I pretend?
a day up in my tennis; my soul is possessed
I'm my set, no matter who posin' against
Once I got hot, they only good option to

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