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

Crooked killa
Crooked preacher
Crooked killa
Crooked preacher
preacher 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 Imma ya
Put his on my shoulder, felt the claw of the beast
I never thought itd be so fuckin easy 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 a butcher's knife, 12 inches into his gut
He me right into my eyes while I yankin it up
Preacher

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

I walked into the sermon strapped an iron crowbar
Ill beat a nun into a bloody stew, in the of my car
How the fuck she got fake titties and pussy ring?!
She sucked the preachers in the pulpit
I the goins on
Ive witnessed it with my mop
And gushin nonstop when hatchet go chop
I ain't no holy roller
Im controla
Face painted fuckin preacher killas gone off they

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

We for the preacher fuck!
I and hit the reverend
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 gone off PCP and Smirnoff

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

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

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