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 Mondays be ownin'
My is triple black, I'm the omen
You kill a God like the Romans
Take my to craft shit
'Cause I don't like back and forths with about rap shit

[Verse 2: T]
Crutches, crosses,
Crutches, crosses,
All I see is
is victimized at an all-time high
But not I, you pop thought I let it fly
I'm Puig, I'm in another league
I defected, only thing we have in common, niggas
In ya thousand joggers as you rhyme about ya dollars
Is there shame a platinum rapper's mother lives in squalor?
in the Bahamas for the month
She's probably in her pajamas having lunch
Swordfish, my reality is more
clips for all you Curious Georges
Old niggas slapping niggas
Ha Imagine that, where you from

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

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