Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Decisions

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

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

I can tell you' bout the Mach
I can you what them blocks buy
I can tell you 'bout my block
I can take you to the far
Poor decision makin' plagued you lives
You sellin' crack up on your momma
While she still goin' through her new
He has a thrill as he his voice
When he really to raise his boys
Young thugs with so talent
thugs havin' no balance
Young niggas havin' no
niggas catchin' dope charges
Growin' up she say she felt
Now she strippin' for pot of gold
Another in the bowl
They say her mother never played her
I heard her mother always on the
Her mother wearin' gold
Where I'm from I guess how it goes

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

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

The Beloved says
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
Simple shelter keep you out the
If you hold it close together, we'll fold
Why you the devil beat you out your soul
You don't believe in God then at least in odds
This house of our is just a of cards
Just without the yards, and adjacent parks
We was born black but that make you dark
with a handful of hearts
Mind on the just to find a little love, my regards
Cause your P-O-V is poverty
It's like D-O-C a lottery, that 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
at how we came out like olly olly oxen free
That ain't why they watchin' me, yeah,
Poor decider since like 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored
of buildin' up a habit in them vegetables
Now early 30s, my blood pressure's
Medical, nigga I'm tellin' you
Coveting cars community
Rappers influence your shootin'
Turn around and publish bars it ain't got shit to do with me
Easy to record so
niggas

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

Can't tell you that H dude
But I'll tell you 'bout this hate
And I'll show you where they raise a
I have a nigga for the labels or the latest shoes
I'm an era where gold trinkets could buy attention
And the thinking might blow your winky for a known emblem
Label whores that'll fuck a and suck a store
Lust apparel, who of Rolls, but can't Accord
Or afford, a Dodge, or a
Where she end up on knob cause she has never been adored
Lord us, my generation come to an end
we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we gon' swim?
I really why should I pretend?
Walk a day up in my tennis; my is possessed
I'm reppin' my set, no who posin' against
Once I got hot, they only good to vent

Aye I'mma flip the mission
How 'bout poor niggas makin' decisions?
Poor niggas makin' rich
shit right there is more efficient
I that might be a better description
Poor niggas makin' rich
Can't afford 'em but you gon' get 'em
That's a poor making rich decisions
Buyin' jewelry but you you're vision
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