Luyện nghe bài hát C.p.ks [mike Eclark Mix]

Crooked preacher
Crooked preacher
Crooked killa
preacher killa
Crooked preacher
Crooked preacher
Crooked killa
preacher killa

I walked into the church dressed up, as an boy
I see the preacher he said, lil boy Imma ya
Put his hand on my shoulder, felt the claw of the
I never thought itd be so fuckin murdering a priest
We went into the confession booth, he took off his
And cut some yay right on his top and ooted his nose
I jammed a knife, 12 inches into his gut
He looked me right into my eyes I yankin it up
Preacher

Crooked killas (stop it)
Crooked preacher killas (I bloody em up)
preacher killas (stop it)
Crooked preacher

I into the sermon strapped with an iron crowbar
Ill a nun into a bloody stew, in the trunk of my car
How the fuck she got fake and pussy ring?! Bullshit
She sucked the dick in the pulpit
I know the on
Ive witnessed it pushin my mop
And blood gushin when hatchet go chop
I ain't no fuckin holy
Im controla
Face painted fuckin preacher killas off they yola

Crooked preacher (cola)
Crooked preacher killas (I gotta em up)
preacher killas (stop it)
Crooked killas

We for the preacher fuck!
I missed and hit the
But it doesnt matter though they say hes to heaven

And then I shot for the I blew his ear off
We in the balcony gone off PCP and Smirnoff

Shot again I missed and hit in the choir
They fell back the candle rack and caught the place on fire

I shot again I caught the preacher in his dome
And then we put our barrels to heads and took it home

preacher killas (stop it)
Crooked preacher killas (I gotta em up)
Crooked preacher (stop it)
Crooked killas (Leave the fuckin kids alone!)
Crooked preacher (stop it!)
Crooked preacher killas (I gotta em up)
Crooked preacher (stop it)
Crooked preacher killas (i bloody em up)