Luyện nghe bài hát Church featCharlie Murphy

[Reverend
Ha ha ha haa
Brothers and we're gathered here today
to listen to a young man on fiiya
You sittin in the church wit Reverend Charlie
and I'ma it to ya wit brother F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S

[Fab:] Preach, preach
[Rev.:]
[Fab:] Preach preach
[Rev.:] to 'em Brother, Church
Yea, Uh.. uh.. uh.. uh

1]
Yo, I preach my raps
God is watchin me I still to my strap
Broads is watchin me they wanna to my trap
Tha Christ on my neck reach to my lap
I teach you to rap in my School
bitches get a one day rule
You gotta be Monday, cool?
Or she gotta stroke a stick the hun play pool
If not you gotta walk like a runway
me in the moon shine or the sun ray jewels
If you sayin your prayers maybe one day you'll..
..be blessed like me 'til then keep stompin in your Air Force Nikes
should make scriptures wit my flows
I'm the Bishop Don Juan that stripped ya for your hoes
So if I throw a dollar at ya scream
While I the neck of my robe and pop a collar to ya

[Reverend
Now in this world that we in, there's all kinds of pimps
You got ya playas, ya ballas, ya macs, ya
pimps that what they want
Ya pimps... Pimps that (?)
wit nothin but the Gators on ya feet (Preach to em brother)
Nice pimps, pimps

2]
I like the angel of God
All I gotta do is drive the Range and nod
like I was put here to put layers in the air
Put squares in my ear, put in the chair
Put pairs in the
I even put 20 inch in my spare
Lord knows I stay on them spinners
Dis verse is like grace you say on your dinners
come wit me knowin that they gonna be sinners
But, I'ma of relief
And I never been a trick kinda like its against my belief
If she got it from me then I'm she a theif
But they say God and He taketh away
And I can do the same thing I shake with the 'K
If a nigga make a mistake wit the pay,
At the I get right in
So if heaven got a I should fit right in
God me

preaching]
Now just what kind of ho are
Are you a ho, or a soft ho? (That's right)
Are you a big ho, or a ho? (Lil' teenie weenie)
A domestic ho, or an ho?
A rich ho, or a ass ho?

3]
Yea, me got my name from the Baptist who made
tha wrong moves wit the women and for it
You make the wrong moves when you and you try for it
New City of God
I 'den some of New York's prettiest broads
I'm spittin the
I hit my apostle's wit the coke that'll a sick
soon as it get in nostrils
A Dros Trios, the organs on ya
A 40-Caliber'll turn ya to a donor
And a day or two, be a morgue aroma
While I go to city fillin the pieu's up
I ask God to forgive me while I'm the Uz' up
Demons won't let me see a man my shoes up
I 'em wit a sermon, but that ain't hard
When I'm in the Beamer before released 'em to the Germans
You got the man you love wit you
But wouldn't you rather the Man above wit you?
Can I get an

[Reverend
Now some of ya'll are pimps, And of ya'll are hoes
But the rest.. the rest of ya'll.. don't I don't know
Ya a hater.. They hate what you got
They put a eye on on the game whenever they play
They piss in the pool, And they on the elevator
Then look you in the face, they think you did it
hate change (They hate change)
And hate progress
They me and they hate you
They hate own momma
'cause they think its her fault that they got shit
But I'm to tell ya today
That if you a
Then you are the outter take or your own (Amen)
And someody just put 25 in the collection plate
So I'ma go up on the
And buy me a sandwich
Y'all it down, I'll be right back
Tha Charlie Brown
And don't you forget
Fabolous, Fabolous, Fabolous,
ass motherfuckers
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