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

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

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

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

I walked into the sermon strapped with an crowbar
Ill a nun into a bloody stew, in the trunk of my car
How the she got fake titties and pussy ring?! Bullshit
She the preachers dick in the pulpit
I the goins on
Ive it with pushin my mop
And blood gushin nonstop hatchet go chop
I ain't no holy roller
Im outta
Face fuckin preacher killas gone off they yola

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

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

And then I shot for the 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 the candle rack and caught the place on fire

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

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