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 if I'm fuckin' with 'em
man crush Mondays be ownin' niggas
My skin is triple black, I'm the
You can't a God like the Romans
Take my time to shit
I don't 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 another
I defected, thing we have in common, niggas bleed
In ya thousand dollar joggers as you rhyme about ya
Is there shame when a platinum rapper's mother lives in
Mildred's in the for the month
probably sitting in her pajamas having lunch
Swordfish, my reality is more
Banana clips for all you Georges
Old slapping young niggas
Ha Imagine that, where you from

3: Pusha T]
Crutches, crosses,
Crutches, crosses,
All I see is death by the
The only is the change of address
My infinity pool as long as
Yeah I let change 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 than this drug money, I love money
I speak to your soul and that's above
This the of street energy
The church of criminology, teaching my
Woo I'm the L. Ron Hubbard of the
To some motherfuckers gotta love it

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