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

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

I walked into the dressed up, as an alter boy
I see the preacher he said, lil boy Imma 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 his nose
I jammed a butcher's knife, 12 into his gut
He looked me right my eyes while I yankin it up
Preacher

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

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 titties and ring?! Bullshit
She sucked the preachers dick in the
I know the on
Ive witnessed it with my mop
And gushin nonstop when hatchet go chop
I ain't no fuckin roller
Im controla
Face painted fuckin preacher killas off they yola

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

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

And I shot for the preacher I blew his ear off
We in the balcony bustin gone off PCP and

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

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

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