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

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

I into the church 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 took off his
And cut some yay on his bible 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
killas

Crooked killas (stop it)
Crooked killas (I gotta bloody em up)
Crooked preacher (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 fake titties and ring?! Bullshit
She the preachers dick in the pulpit
I know the on
Ive witnessed it pushin my mop
And blood gushin nonstop when go chop
I ain't no holy roller
Im outta
Face painted fuckin preacher killas gone off yola

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

We shootin for the fuck!
I and hit the reverend
But it doesnt though they say hes goin to heaven

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

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

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

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