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

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

I walked into the dressed up, as an alter boy
I see the preacher he said, lil boy teach ya
Put his on my shoulder, felt the claw of the beast
I never thought itd be so fuckin easy a priest
We went the confession booth, he took off his clothes
And cut some yay right on his bible top and ooted his
I jammed a butcher's knife, 12 inches his gut
He me right into my eyes while I yankin it up
Preacher

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

I walked the sermon strapped with 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 dick in the
I know the on
Ive witnessed it pushin my mop
And blood nonstop when hatchet go chop
I ain't no fuckin roller
Im outta
Face painted fuckin preacher gone off they yola

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

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

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

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

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

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