Luyện nghe bài hát Crutches, Crosses, Caskets

[Verse 1: T]
Crutches, crosses,
Crutches, crosses,
All I see is
My young sic' 'em
I get 'em
I just get back their jewelry if I'm fuckin' 'em
Your man crush be ownin' niggas
My is triple black, I'm the omen
You can't kill a God the Romans
Take my time to craft
'Cause I don't like back and forths with 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 another
I defected, only thing we have in common, niggas
In ya thousand dollar joggers as you about ya dollars
Is there shame when a rapper's mother lives in squalor?
Mildred's in the Bahamas for the
She's probably sitting in her pajamas lunch
Swordfish, my reality is fish
clips for all you Curious Georges
Old slapping young niggas
Ha Imagine that, where you from

[Verse 3: T]
Crutches, crosses,
Crutches, crosses,
All I see is by the masses
The only asterisk is the of address
My infinity as long as Magic's
Yeah I let Zillow change my
The is so inviting, the Porsche is the armadillo
The
The pop, pop, the chop, chop, chop
The tech got Tourettes
It's more than drug money, I love money
I speak to soul and that's above money
This the ministry of street
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