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

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

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

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

I walked the sermon strapped with an iron crowbar
Ill beat a nun into a stew, in the trunk of my car
How the fuck she got fake and pussy ring?! Bullshit
She sucked the preachers dick in the
I the goins on
Ive witnessed it with my mop
And blood gushin nonstop hatchet go chop
I no fuckin holy roller
Im controla
Face fuckin preacher killas gone off they yola

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

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

And then I shot for the preacher I his ear off
We in the balcony bustin off PCP and Smirnoff

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

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

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