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

Crooked killa
preacher killa
Crooked preacher
Crooked preacher
preacher killa
Crooked preacher
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 on my shoulder, felt the claw of the beast
I never thought itd be so fuckin murdering a priest
We went the confession booth, he took off his clothes
And cut some yay right on his bible top and his nose
I a butcher's knife, 12 inches into his gut
He me right into my eyes while I yankin it up
Preacher

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

I walked into the sermon strapped with an iron
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 the goins on
Ive witnessed it with my mop
And blood nonstop when hatchet go chop
I ain't no holy roller
Im outta
Face painted fuckin killas gone off they yola

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

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

And then I shot for the I blew his ear off
We in the balcony gone off PCP and Smirnoff

Shot 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 the preacher in his dome
And then we put our barrels to eachothers heads and took it

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