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 I'ma bring it to ya wit brother

[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 watchin me I reach to my strap
Broads is watchin me they wanna leech to my
Tha Jesus Christ on my neck to my lap
I you to rap in my Sunday School
These bitches get a one day
You gotta be Monday, cool?
Or she gotta stroke a stick the hun play pool
If not you gotta walk like a fool
Catch me in the moon or the sun ray jewels
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
They should scriptures wit my flows
I'm the young Bishop Don Juan stripped ya for your hoes
So if I throw a dollar at ya scream
I grab the neck of my robe and pop a collar to ya

[Reverend
Now in this world that we live in, all kinds of pimps
You got ya playas, ya ballas, ya macs, ya
pimps that take what they
Ya all-star 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 through and nod
It's like I was put here to put in the air
Put in my ear, put squares in the chair
Put pairs in the
I even put 20 inch in my spare
Lord I gotta stay on them spinners
Dis verse is like grace that you say on your
Girls come wit me knowin they gonna be sinners
But, I'ma sense of
And I ain't never been a trick kinda its against my belief
If she got it me then I'm convinced she a theif
But say God giveth and He taketh away
And I can do the same thing when I shake the 'K
If a nigga make a mistake wit the pay,
At the club I get in
So if heaven got a ghetto I should fit in
God me

preaching]
Now what kind of ho are you?
Are you a tough ho, or a ho? (That's right)
Are you a big ho, or a little ho? (Lil' weenie)
A ho, or an international ho?
A rich ho, or a ass ho?

3]
Yea, me momma got my name from the Baptist who
tha moves wit the women and died for it
You make the wrong when you come and you try for it
New City of God
I 'den saved some of New York's broads
I'm the gospel
I hit my wit the coke that'll heal a sick
soon as it get in they
A Dros Trios, the organs on ya
A 40-Caliber'll ya to a organ donor
And a day or two, be a morgue aroma
I go city to city fillin the pieu's up
I ask God to me while I'm fillin the Uz' up
Demons won't let me see a man my shoes up
I ease 'em wit a sermon, but that ain't
When I'm in the Beamer before they '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

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