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

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

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

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

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

Crooked killas (cola)
Crooked preacher killas (I gotta em up)
Crooked preacher (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 preacher I his ear off
We in the bustin gone off PCP and Smirnoff

Shot I missed and hit somebody in the choir
They fell into 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 eachothers heads and it home

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