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

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

I walked into the dressed up, as an alter boy
I see the he said, lil boy Imma teach ya
Put his on my shoulder, felt the claw of the beast
I thought itd be so fuckin easy murdering a priest
We went the confession booth, he took 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 right into my eyes I yankin it up
Preacher

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

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 ring?! Bullshit
She sucked the preachers in the pulpit
I know the on
Ive witnessed it with my mop
And blood gushin nonstop when go chop
I ain't no holy roller
Im outta
Face painted fuckin preacher killas gone off they

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

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

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

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

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

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