Luyện nghe bài hát Church featCharlie Murphy

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

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

1]
Yo, I through my raps
God is me I still reach to my strap
Broads is me they wanna leech to my trap
Tha Jesus on my neck reach to my lap
I teach you to rap in my Sunday
bitches get a one day rule
You gotta be Monday, cool?
Or she gotta stroke a stick like the hun play
If not you gotta like a runway fool
Catch me in the moon shine or the sun ray
If you sayin your prayers maybe one day you'll..
..be blessed like me 'til then stompin in your Air Force O-N-E-S Nikes
should make scriptures wit my flows
I'm the young Bishop Don Juan that stripped ya for your
So if I a dollar at ya scream Hallelujah
I grab the neck of my robe and pop a collar to ya

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

2]
I feel like the of God
All I gotta do is drive the through and nod
like I was put here to put layers in the air
Put squares in my ear, put squares in the
Put pairs in the
I even put 20 inch in my spare
Lord knows I gotta stay on them
Dis verse is grace that you say on your dinners
Girls come wit me knowin that they be sinners
But, sense of relief
And I ain't never been a trick kinda its against my belief
If she got it from me I'm convinced she a theif
But they say God and He taketh away
And I can do the thing when I shake with the 'K
If a nigga make a wit the pay, Goddamit
At the I get right in
So if heaven got a ghetto I fit right in
God me

[Reverend
Now just what kind of ho are
Are you a tough ho, or a ho? (That's right)
Are you a big ho, or a ho? (Lil' teenie weenie)
A domestic ho, or an ho?
A ho, or a broke ass ho?

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

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