Luyện nghe bài hát Crutches, Crosses, Caskets

[Verse 1: T]
Crutches, crosses,
Crutches, crosses,
All I see is
My young niggas 'em
I get 'em
I just get back their jewelry if I'm fuckin' 'em
Your man crush be ownin' niggas
My skin is triple black, I'm the
You can't a God like the Romans
Take my time to shit
'Cause I don't like back and with Puff about rap shit

2: Pusha T]
Crutches, crosses,
Crutches, crosses,
All I see is
Rappers is victimized at an high
But not I, you pop thought I let it fly
I'm Yasiel Puig, I'm in league
I defected, only thing we have in common, niggas
In ya thousand dollar joggers as you about ya dollars
Is shame when a platinum rapper's mother lives in squalor?
Mildred's in the for the month
She's probably sitting in her pajamas lunch
Swordfish, my reality is fish
Banana for all you Curious Georges
Old slapping young niggas
Ha Imagine that, where you from

3: Pusha T]
Crutches, crosses,
Crutches, crosses,
All I see is by the masses
The asterisk is the change of address
My infinity pool as long as
Yeah I let Zillow my pillows
The home is so inviting, the is the armadillo
The
The pop, pop, pop; the chop, chop,
The throwaway tech got
It's more than drug money, I love money
I speak to your soul and above money
This the ministry of energy
The church of criminology, my chemistries
Woo I'm the L. Ron of the cupboard
To some certain motherfuckers gotta it

Crutches, crosses,
Crutches, crosses,
All I see is
Crutches, crosses,
Crutches, crosses,
All I see is