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

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

I walked into the church dressed up, as an 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 easy murdering a priest
We went into the confession booth, he took off his
And cut some yay right on his bible top and ooted his
I jammed a butcher's knife, 12 into his gut
He looked me right into my eyes I yankin it up
Preacher

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

I walked 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 pussy ring?!
She sucked the dick in the pulpit
I know the on
Ive it with pushin my mop
And blood gushin nonstop when go chop
I no fuckin holy roller
Im controla
painted fuckin preacher killas gone off they yola

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

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

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

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

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