Luyện nghe bài hát Crabs In A Bucket

[Intro: Staples}
in a bucket

[Verse 1: Vince
Crabs in a
see what the bottom, don'tcha love it?
When they're hatin' so you hit 'em with the
Sendin' shots but you at the top
Let 'em pop shit, give 'em drugs to go pop with
white women at the shows unconscious
If not that [?] turned artist
Get with that or get in the
Where's your moxie, in truth Poppy
Young man, you not too cocky
Prolly 'cause I'm like the world gon' crash
Run a hundred on the E-class dash
Them feelin' funny, guarantee flash
back, blast, put him in the bag
Prolly gonna regret it in the
Got a lot of I ain't let go yet

[Verse 2: Staples]
a lot of money on the CDG
Ain't I lookin' lovely on the TV
with the white man day by day
Feds takin' pictures play by play
They never want to see the black man eat
Nails in a black man's hands and
Put 'em on a or you put 'em on a chain
Lines be the same, he don't like me
on the GT3
Had a show on stage a DVD
Put me in the MOMA it's over with
I used to look up to the sky, now I'm shit

[Outro: Kish]
that I still got you
I still got you
I swear that they and got you
Hidden in my
Tryna
I forgot to
And you can try [?]
Now under there
Never even crossed my mind to
Maybe you'd flashed a glance at me
I never really your mind
I really crossed your mind
I never really had no chance to