Luyện nghe bài hát Crutches, Crosses, Caskets

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

[Verse 2: T]
Crutches, crosses,
Crutches, crosses,
All I see is
Rappers is victimized at an all-time
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 rhyme about ya
Is there shame when a platinum rapper's lives in squalor?
in the Bahamas for the month
She's sitting in her pajamas having lunch
Swordfish, my reality is fish
Banana clips for all you Georges
Old niggas young niggas
Ha Imagine that, you from nigga?

[Verse 3: T]
Crutches, crosses,
Crutches, crosses,
All I see is death by the
The only asterisk is the change of
My infinity pool as as Magic's
Yeah I let change my pillows
The home is so inviting, the Porsche is the
The
The pop, pop, the chop, chop, chop
The throwaway got Tourettes
It's more than this money, I love money
I to your soul and that's above money
This the of street energy
The church of criminology, teaching my
Woo I'm the L. Ron of the cupboard
To some motherfuckers gotta love it

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