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 their jewelry if I'm fuckin' with 'em
Your man crush Mondays be ownin'
My skin is black, I'm the omen
You can't kill a God like the
Take my time to 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 high
But not I, you pop niggas I let it fly
I'm Yasiel Puig, I'm in league
I defected, thing we have in common, niggas bleed
In ya thousand dollar as you rhyme about ya dollars
Is there shame when a platinum rapper's mother in squalor?
Mildred's in the Bahamas for the
She's probably sitting in her pajamas having
Swordfish, my reality is fish
Banana for all you Curious Georges
Old niggas slapping young
Ha Imagine that, you from nigga?

3: Pusha T]
Crutches, crosses,
Crutches, crosses,
All I see is death by the
The asterisk is the change of address
My pool as long as Magic's
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 got Tourettes
more than this drug money, I love money
I speak to your soul and that's above
the ministry of street energy
The of criminology, teaching my chemistries
Woo I'm the L. Ron Hubbard of the
To certain motherfuckers gotta love it

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